glowing on a splinter
and dance on a candle
as on twin hearts of youth
of life's mount ascent
burning with potential
burn on i burn
kindled upon the hearth
a live beating heart!
the brazier sooner bakes
the oven alike
overcome are we all
mothers teach of it
and sons burn
and call it love.
and so the wilderness is consumed
and turns barren and...
countries turn to dust
religions are tested
chars and burns
ash and asinine scalds
bedevil those but us whose
golden coat is purified
sons of the sun
reborn phoenixes
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