Dance of Fire

Once a winter's night

Pari danced with warmth and light

Fey song on the wind

Your Light

Your Light’s flower bloom

‘Neath light of the Moon,

Fills my heart with delight.

For such glory I see

Is bequeathed unto thee,

Adding to the beauty of night.

For my heart doth race

I try to embrace,

But your light eludes my grip.

I try again in vain

My heart filled with pain,

You give me the elusive slip.

And the night drags on

As I cry all alone,

Waiting for a sign to follow.

I hear in the distance

For just an instance,

The cry of a lone swallow.