Wisdom of fire

Now that I'm known to the fire

 once had burned me    down;

In the dark, in my mind 

an agony ripped off its fate

It lost its way, 

Changed its forms,

Knowing not where it shall go

it went round and round 

to begin to end;  to end to begin

Then, the delusion died 
sparkling in the blue blue

 flame of fire.

Oh the king of all warmth !

Hey the light of darkness !!

Oh the essence of glory, oh the glorious glory !!!

Did you touch my soul? 

Oh then Did I dance, 

upon your grace? 

 or Am I 

drunk with your wisdom, 

hey fire!

If you'd return the things you'd burn, 

For what reason you'd exist  
then what you can teach ?