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The beacon flickering in a hurricane

Flashing once... and fading again

I am the brick... I lost my way

Drifting to thy lantern... urge in vain

The storm whispers... come and stay

Yet thy clashing waves… bear me away

signs disappear… smoke on the gale

A message is written… shattered and gone astray

Held between heaven and storm

Harsh is the sand … cruel are the waves

Thy voice is the flame in the winters dark

As the gale seeks to choke the flame

Deep in the darkness, I saw thy glow

The shaking ember in winters shroud

I yield my breath, my blood and bones

To shelter life and hold the torch

Shall I choose to turn and stray,

Burn to ashes while thou remainst

I stay bleeding and frail

Will my flaming fire stay?

When the storm abated, the flame could blaze

We’d raise the torch we have lit.

for endless time, I will take the pain,

A willing keeper of the Flame