in moving past the tension
i was carrying inside
i could feel the knots
as they untangled and untied
it's not what i'd expected
of myself but i have learned
the fire never ceases
you endure it or you burn

though i have not the power
to restore what I have lost
my skin may be a burden
but it's nothing to be tossed
i'll take as many lessons
as the heat can bear to teach
and fly into the sun
when it is close within my reach