You are a blazing fire
scorching smoking, splintered wood
rising into clouds of ashes
floating away into the distance.
You are a roaring wave
travelling across the horizon
about to land on the golden beach
covered with bright white foam
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This is really good!
I like the use of your adjectives and the way they describe the fire and the waves. How about you add something for the smell and sound.