SPARK

Have you seen the spark hiding in the North Pole

Hundred miles below the ice? 

Have you felt the spark hiding in the stormy sky

Within the dense voice of dark clouds? 

Have you heard the spark hiding in the womb of time

Waiting for spreading wings in search of daily food? 

Have you tasted the spark hiding in the ocean of water

Waiting to celebrate life with currents after currents? 

Have you smelled the spark hiding in the bud

Waiting to grow large to spread fragrance? 

All I can hear is an enormous silence from you

That tells the spark to sleep in the dark

So that you can keep controlling your little worlds

With the weapons discovered by your pet magicians. 

Hell with your nasty tricky empires, 

Where a poet can only imagine dark satires!