Spark is such a cute word, depending on how you think about it. I tend to lean more towards optimism, so for those of you who were more drawn to the many recent horrific fires I can understand if that was not your first instinct. The best part of that though, is that you can see how a word can be morphed quite quickly into different contexts. 

Spark - Fire - Joy - Inspiration - Hope - Light

Spark - Fear - Fire - Ashes - desolation

Crisp delicate sprites dance from the pulsing embers, giggling through smoke's tendrils and vanishing into night's shadow. They are memories glimpsed, fluttering through on their journey elsewhere. Golden nostalgia that creeps like a tear born from the ache of time lost. Mesmerizing and simple, the flames lick. 

Recent object writing has reminded me how much I enjoy writing, exploring language and discovering worlds. Highly recommend.