It burns too hot
Can’t douse the flames
Can’t put it out
I walk away
And let it burn
It follows me
Burns up the world
But if I stay
And let it burn
It burns away
The fuel it’s fed
I walk away
And let it burn
It follows me
Burns up the world
But if I stay
And let it burn
It burns away
The fuel it’s fed
But every time
I find a wall
Which limits me
And makes me small
I push it back
A little way
Become a bigger
Man that day
I cannot see
Into the depths
I cannot see
The other side
I found this map
Of Cassiopeia
Fourth planet circling
Alpha Andromedae
With instructions
For activating
The wormhole
At Stonehenge
In this precious slice
Of time allotted
I record her beauty
With all my skill
But I stand here, now
Beyond so many
Impassable barriers
All along the way
Layer upon layer
Of silt
Of time
Accumulating
In form
In structure
In colour
In time
Beauty pens her poetry
Deftly in the nature of things