Fire to the Stars

The stench of darkness,

Discordant with the long forgotten stars,

Stretching beyond the horizon,

Bleakness.

Wait!

There!

A spark. Did you see that?

It sparked I tell you.

The hope sparked!

But it has gone again

Blown out in this land of despair

For now

Yet if it is sought, one day it will surely be found

Then it will not go out.

The wood will be ready

And the fire will blaze to the sky,

Its light reaching to the horizon,

Its heat burning away the clouds,

To reveal the stars once more.