'fire from above'
i was surrounded by darkness.
i was frozen in ice strangers are starring at me.
i cant move and its freezing im losing consiousness.
the strangers are picking strange objects up.
what are these objects?
what are they doing?
Oh......!
No!
they are going too shatter the ice!
what! why are they looking up?
why do i feel warm all of a sudden?
why is the ice melting?
huh!
what is this? ........fire?
i cant see the strangers anymore.
i can hear them scream.
shouting words but its in a language i cant understand.
'dont be afraid my child, i am you sheild, i am your sword'
what? the fire is speaking too me?
suddenly i dont feel scared nor afraid of this fire.
the pillar of fire disappears and a book is left behind.
all the strangers are on the ground.
now i know this will only get better.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem