Once there was a fire inside
That burned a brand into my hide
Made me want to run outside
Play in the great celestial tide
And now it seems that fire is out
I live my remaining days in doubt
I hesitate to scream and shout
And wear a stern and stoic pout
So every little now and then
An embers flare shows up within
I smile at my burning long lost friend
And wonder aloud just where it's been
Then deep into the wild I head
Needing neither water nor bread
From the glowing ember I am fed
And free until the day I'm dead