Walls of Fire

My parents can look west from their front porch and see the flames. Perhaps they shouldn't live in a desert. And perhaps arid land, shrub brush, tract housing and dense popluations were never meant to mix. But at the moment I cannot hold them responsible.... I just want to know that they are alright.

I was a firefighter in what seems like a lifetime ago... I know what it is like to be surrounded by walls of fire up close and personal. I can't help picture my parents in their home as those walls move closer.