Wednesday, April 7, 2010
If you saw me here or at the throne
you would see me dancing
the world was formed in song
the fire within, it is birth anew
Our core, fire untouchable
Our maker, too hot to look on
We are are born of fire
One on the other creates great heat
why else do we say the heat of passion?
when are the doors to this wisdom closing friend?
Obvious the waters that cool the fire are only a season
the waters evaporate, the waters contain,
but everything flees the fire
When you return to ground
When you return to the flames
Will you be be fire
Or will you have cooled?