I watch my heart engulfed in burning flame The colors of my childhood turn to black
I search throughout but find no one to blame
So much of my life I will not get back

The fire moves fast and consumes it all
Table, seats, photo albums, Christmas tree
I sorrow that this misfortune did fall
But it cannot destroy my memory

With everything ash, I have what I need
Your arms around me, the hope in my heart
All my possessions had filled me with greed
I now look forward to another start

Come with me love on a lovely journey
Vagabonds we both shall be—lost and free.

How does the poet's reflection contribute to the central idea of the poem?
A. The poet realizes that he has lost everything and dreads the remaining days of his life.
B. The poet realizes that this is the right time to realize his dream of living the life of a vagabond.
C. The poet realizes that carelessness caused the fire, which resulted in the loss of material things.
D. The poet realizes that people around us are more important than material possessions.