Camp Fire Talk

There is something sacred
About sitting around a camp fire
With a group of friends
Late into the night
Staring into a blazing fire
That warms the heart
And massages the soul.
The spirits are alive
And great conversations abound.
Enchanted stories
And ghostly tales
Enrich the night.
Intriguing questions
Are posed like
“If you could have the answer
To one pressing question,
What would the question be?”
Even after I call it a night
And curl up in my sleeping bag,
I like hearing the murmur
Of their chatter
As the others talk
Into the early hours
Of the morning.