The sage is on fire.
Burning like a colorful plasma in deepest space.

Oblivious onlookers pass by.
“Look, there,” some say…
“Do you see that strange stone standing in the shadows?”

The sage burns and bursts, exploding from within.
Flaming and warping in silence.

Plasmas like laughter emerge and surround him.

Sometimes people stop, nervously snapping a picture of the strange rock.