The Moth and the Fire

From afar I see the light
The light through the woods
I am the moth

Although all is dark
She draws me towards her
I do not resist
She is the flame

I circle about her
She crackles
Sparks fly
Her warmth --
Ah, her fiery warmth!
She reaches upwards
Leaping
Dancing

My wings are scorched
Her beauty
Her peace
Her tranquility and repose

Sparks shoot off
Shall I dodge them?
Circling…circling…circling

I hesitate for a moment
The outer circle
Darkness
Strange beings
Shadows leap

I focus on the flame
Circling…circling…circling
Now there is no hesitation
I feel the love of her being
I surrender to us

Let me fly into that Love
No more circling
Let me dive into her flames
Let only our Love remain