There will be a fire one day;
this will be the hearth, 
the circle of ash in a clearing,
the memory of a gathering.

It will be remainder.
It will be circle of care
and heat. 
It will be reminder.
It will be central to tradition
and memory.

It will be a fire one day;
this will be the hearth, 
this will be the circle of ash in a clearing,
memory of a gathering.

It will be source of shadow.
This is where it will come from.
Out beyond is where light will end
as changes in darkness only come
from a circle of light.

There will be a fire one day;
this will be the hearth, 
the circle of ash in a clearing,
the memory of a gathering.

It shall be a tipping point.
It shall be a council.
It will take us to focus
and its center will be 
a pact between light and heat.

There will be a fire one day;
this will be the hearth, 
the circle of ash in a clearing,
the memory of a gathering.

It will be a country one day,
there will be light in darkness
and darkness in the core of light,
this will be remembered and caricatured;

diorama in museum,
empty blasphemy in a full stadium,
circle of ash, memory of tradition,
mistake multiplied, memory of honor

and bones. There will be
a heap of scorched bones.