Spinning Wand

I made fire today,
with spinning wand and bow.
Smoke came,
and charcoal came,
and then a tiny glow.
Then with a little tinder
I grasped the tiny spark,
with gentle breath,
it white hot came,
the more I stoked,
the more it smoked,
then suddenly,
a flame.
What a wonder, what a chance,
that few would care to know,
but I can summon fire today,
with spinning wand and bow.