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Lions painting, Chauvet Cave (HTO, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons)

Fire, fire, burning bright, weaving shadows from the night, how did mortal man learn to unlock the secrets within you? From what darker, distant past did we emerge, free at last, once we'd learned to tame then free thy flaming volatility? For the magic of your light gave us ways to fend off night, steal back daylight, and explore lands unseen by man before. Fire, with your powers near, we outshone our darkest fears so that, in caves, we could start making works of timeless art. What hand or eye or mind was first moved to quench deeper, inner thirsts; to–with pigment, coal, or chalk– imbue their Self upon the rock? So, with these powers over dark, one last thought was left to spark, as we, through art, learned to see our true immortality.

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Date: 8/31/2024 7:02:00 PM
I love how you tie it all together in the end. Thanks for sharing!
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