Stare into the fire’s glow
What do you see
what do you know
Watch the dance
see the solidness of reality
melt away
beneath the all consuming
onslaught of irrelevant meaning
The race is on
who will burn out long before
the end that is the end
understanding dawns
with the coming dawn
the dream is the solid
passion the flame
the work
that which is near and dear
to feed the fire
until the dream consumes the soul