A fire flickers in sight, a man burns so bright. To others, it may confuse but they don’t understand, it’s infused. Filled with Love and Light, from those who walk amongst it, day and night. They shed their skin of worldy plights, In search of an opening of their mind. They seek connection, a burner’s rights, And through it, presence is what they find. They dance beneath it, under the veil of the celestial, And then in chorus they release it, closing the city ephemeral.