The fiery embers of time
Pales, to my forever ageless face
What cannot be today will be tomorrow
What I could know, If only I could see
But my eyes have burned so long
In seas of the molten heat
This is heat is me.
I give so easily.
To contemplate my central place
What gives me to right to decide their fate?
Is it the rites of passage, I walked the bed of coals
Yet I set to race, I come up in the east
Set my eyeless sights for the west,
And with abominable haste
I’ll end the day.
Await my rise again.
Even Luna has borrowed my flame
A shameless march in the night
But when space permits
May I light the way anew
May I always shine to provide
And when my end does come
I’ll once again engulf those I gave life
I put my faith in their acceptance
Of what has come to be the cycle
And that sometimes
It’s a belief
In the endurance of the final mile
That will allow you to live on forever
For once I assume the catalyst
We become many
Thanks for reading. RIght now I'm am supremely tired, but I decided to finish the poem I started in about half an hour. Unfortunately I'm right on time in my time zone but forgot the contest is GMT. Good luck to all.