No more fire, only rain

The forest is recovering from the attack. Whenever I look again, I can't go back, the trees shoot up to the sky like zooming rockets about to go by, the sky all blue and beautiful once again. Growing, grateful green, the forest coming alive, dancing with glee. The trees are all graceful like ballerinas swirling around without a sound, the forest and animals coming to say hello. The monster is gone, no fire to be seen, no more danger, no more pain, no more fire, only rain.