The MAN closes his eyes and vividly daydreams, writing in motion those nicely sliced colourful images, which might one day, bright the darkest of the cold nights!
A light breeze sweeps in, bringing along softly woven words, which he wants to bestow on the listening ears, sprinkling those sweetlings.,,.
Imagination running wild, these thoughts ceases him, keeps him warm!
The chimney circles the smoke along with it inviting all to witness; the fire, the spark, the ignite which started it all…..
