You, the floating ember,
Enchanting the night sky,
Drawing my patient eyes
To the distant, lonely stars.
I beg you to return.
Return to the fiery heart
From which you were born,
So I may cup my hands
And capture the glow
Until the pain goes away
And all that remains
Are the scars,
And cold ash,
Beneath the glow
Of the distant, lonely stars.
Fading Fire
