A man stood at the cliff, looking deep down into Mother earth's *****.
He had just disconnected from God sky's finger tips and landed there.
The breeze around him, blew through his hair
and gifted him goosebumps,
He could stay there in limbo, but was curious of what lay beneath.

This was the first time, he was given life to walk on earth,
God Sky had granted his wish to experience life,
blood, earth, fire and sweat.
There was no time to walk on these rocky cliffs anymore,
Or talk to the pure white salt creatures underneath his Feet.

He leaped forward into Mother Earth's *****, which lay deep beneath,
But God Sky had other plans for him, Man never fell to the ground,
He tried to plunge himself down
so that he could hit ground and be mortal,
Instead God sky lifted him up, and wobbled him up and down.

Just enough for mere mortal living on earth to see a creature of light,
Someone in the shape of a man
radiating light into the darkness they were,
His purpose was not live with them and teach them the way of living,
His only purpose was to turn into a ball of fire and give them the flame.

Prometheus was not the incarnation destined to lived with mere mortals,
He was only a temporary visitor,
intended to breathe down fire and give life,
To keep them warm from the cold, and fear never more of the night.
The mere mortals burned Prometheus for fire,
and his ashes returned to God Sky.