Ode to a Lighter

Oh, tiny harbinger of flame and heat,

A hand-held Prometheus, compact, discreet,

With flick and spark you summon fire's embrace,

A dance of light, a warmth that fills the space.

A vessel, small, yet with a giant's might,

Igniter of the candles, breaker of night,

How wondrous, in your chamber, fire's confined,

A mystery of science, art combined.

You conjure flames for smokers in their need,

You light the campfire, where the stories feed,

A trusted friend, when darkness veils the sky,

A savior in the cold, when fires die.

With every click, a new beginning's born,

A flash of life, a beacon in the forlorn,

In metal casing, fluid's secret sleep,

A treasure that, in trust, you're vowed to keep.

What marvels lie within your slender frame,

What worlds of warmth and comfort in your name,

From lighting hearths to guiding wanderer's way,

In tiny sparks, your brilliance holds its sway.

A lighter's touch, a love's first gentle kiss,

A metaphor, a symbol, and a wish,

In every spark, a universe unfolds,

A fleeting glimpse of life's eternal molds.

So here's to you, dear lighter, small yet grand,

A bearer of the flame, in every hand,

May you inspire warmth, ignite the dream,

A firestarter, in life's vast scheme.

Embrace the light, the warmth, the simple grace,

Each spark a star in life's celestial space,

O Lighter! Keeper of the primal fire,

A pocket muse, an ever-burning lyre.