fire and ashes

Today I was having a sleepless night. Long and calm.
Suddenly, I felt a burst of fire all along my body - I was fully in flames with an increasing heat emerging from within. I couldn’t see anymore, as the blazes sparked from my eyes. I was pure fire.
Then, I woke up in another dream: all around me were ashes. Fully consumed white flakes, so white that they seemed like snow. As I walked, I felt the soft and lukewarm touch of the ashes disintegrating on my feet. On the horizon I could see the sun starting to rise. First softly, then rapidly peaking at the full strength of noon. The rays of light hit the white ground and that worked as a mirror. I couldn't see anymore. All was pure light.