I never thought I could feel this way,
Content with my longing and desire.
How I have patiently awaited this day
For my heart to burn a steady fire.
No longer will this flame flicker and faint;
No longer will it rage beyond control.
The fire warden's waged a formal complaint;
He's tamed the inferno in my soul.
A cool, calm wind's washed the ashes away,
Charred remains of dark times past,
But in the space where they used to lay
Burns true faith, which none can outlast.

- Jon Parise