Whose flames that rages but has
gentle care
What it to lose that exude precipitous flares?
In winter one implores for it
once to nudge
The colossal floats afar with righteous
intent
No more away, no less but at conscientious distance
Touch cutis & heals that heed
not to impair
There’s no irony nor conundrum as
it has no share
Sphere revolves pays homage when
succeed
As time went straight, it endured
with seeds
No eclipse No Cloud can seize its
place
There’s none in closed system in present
race
Who look in the skies for it to
rise to plant what feeds
Who ask compassion when deserted
are lands or progenies
There’s this One who shelters
& take no dime
Who may like ocean preserve guise
& fabric with Time. :)