On a dark and depressing day, a single shimmering spark was born
Eventually, it transformed into a little flame, which quickly became brighter than anything else imaginable
Sometimes others challenged the flame's right to exist and even tried to shrink its light to a sizzle
But little did they know, nothing could stop the flame from igniting back up again
Someone could easily control the energy's source and infuse its force onto any white, wide and blank sheet of paper

Like me
I've always felt this constant sensation inside
Like a volcano begging to erupt
And I still don't care if it's under my control...or not
The bigger and deeper my ever-evolving ideas are, the faster the energy can travel through the tunnel from my mind all the way to my hand
I may only be one man, but I can create quite the masterpiece

Like this
So I say that if you have a strong and inescapable fire that burns inside of you, apply it to whatever your passion is
because you yearn to express it
Even as this poem is a blazing, I admit that it is nothing without the sublime mind behind it, to truly bring it to life
Therefore, my entire existence must be free to express my unique brilliance with this fire that burns inside of me