The Light

My eyes have seen the glory of my beloved’s face

Through countless storms

still a blazing fire remains

Stifled flames not

but if peradventure it be so

A field of fireflies

shall rise from the ashes

and twinkle among the skies

If there be no more fire

they will be the light of my beloved’s eyes

which guide me toward the soul


the light

-Trinity Blaze (age 20)

Written December 15, 2005