Heaven saw the world
becoming cold
people were tired
lonely
and losing hope
So heaven called
all the artists
the poets
the painters
the writers
the singers
and said
go down to earth
bring warmth back
to the people
Not as perfect angels
but as fire
bright
wild
and full of feeling
So the artists came down
like lava from a volcano
their words
their songs
their paintings
bringing light into dark places
They did not come
to destroy the world
they came to warm hearts
and remind people
that something sacred
still lives inside them
So whenever a poem
makes you emotional
or a song
touches your soul
or a painting
changes something inside you
remember this
heaven sent a piece of its fire
through an artist
to reach you
And that fire will never die
as long as
one artist still burns



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