The Fire Sphere Poem by Tsunami HiroshiSu

Bourne on inky wings she found herself
In a world dark with shadows
Faces masked
Bodies cloaked
And she was jostled
A dreamer
Surrounded by thieves
She tried to peer through the darkness
Find a fire within
But no one was warm
And she cried out in the night
But no one was listening
She was desperately alone
And she stood
Caged in by people
Pressing closer
Faceless
But an old woman found her
Imparted a gift
Before dying in the street
And the little girl cupped the crystal of the sphere
The only evidence
There were humans here
She looked inside to see
The pearly clouds
Spiraling
Eddying
Stars winking in among the clouds
And she gazed until it showed her
The flames that could heat a heart of stone
As they flickered and flared
In the heat of the globe
She looked all around her
The people gaunt and black
Cold and lonesome
Pulling the heat from her bones
And so she smashed the crystal orb that was filled with flames
And the heat spread like a shock wave
To encompass the mass
And cloaks and masks were thrown aside
White sallow faces regained their glow
And they went about their days
A new heat in their lives
Saved from the cold emptiness
And no one ever thanked her.