The Spark

The Spirit lends us a spark and so we are told
Harm none and Do what ye will
No rights only privelage
to do good or do ill
Did ye kindle the fire which warms and sustains
Or kindled ye hatred which scalds and maims
Or kindled ye nothing
Let the spark dwindle
Or kindled ye all things, to destroy in the flame.
Or used ye the light when darkness devoured ye
Or called ye on Me when the flames overpowered ye
So turn over the thing, and give Me it back
You have no rights, only a spark.