Living Light

Beyond the world of endless skies,
beneath the beating heart of earth,
behind the raging, roaring sea,
within the man of little worth,
a fire that cannot be quenched,
is burning in the shadowed mist,
glowing with electric power,
without it nothing could exist.
Its light unveils hopes and dreams,
its strength binds winds and acid rain,
its fury builds passion up within,
its warmth keeps all our hearts aflame.
Within its glow our faces shine,
against its rage no man can stand,
before its beauty none prevail,
many souls will bare its brand.
Eyes shut tight against the light,
man walks through the stinging smoke,
through the burning city he has made,
breathing dust until he choke.
His blindness is his only pride,
he clings onto his crumbling walls,
to keep the fire from his soul,
until his dusty city falls.