Fire burns from a spark.
The lonely hunter crouches near the embers.
Blazes left unmanaged rise and consume.
Coals unattended fizzle into smoke.
Carefully the hunter prods the fire.
Flames give much needed light and heat.
The hunter’s life depends on it.
Without it darkness overwhelms.
The hunter becomes the hunted.
Chills and predators can both bring a swift end.
If the hunter is too careless the fire will spread.
Trees, bushes, burrows will all be erased.
Prey will flee from the pain and loss.
The journey will have been for naught.
The hunting grounds would be gone.
Balance must remain.
A breeze cannot extinguish the flame.
The flame cannot burn down the forest.
The hunter cannot become too careless.
The sun will rise if given time.