Page of the Combustion Beast

A lantern-creature of silk and stripe hangs between breaths.
Its belly swells with captured flame,
its ropes knot themselves into prayers of ascent.

Below, pipes bloom into powder-clouds—
a garden of exhaled light.
A single droplet of fuel descends like a falling star,
feeding the throat that translates stillness into fire.

This page sings the hymn of ignition—
the moment where rest becomes radiance.