Hearts trapped in hatred’s fire

 Hearts trapped in hatred's fire
  
 Shining star so far away
 won't you open up for me.
 Seven years ago today
 I lay inside that light with thee.
  
 Shadows straining in the light
 at hungers fierce and mild.
 My distant beam of distant night
 my battle weary child.
  
 Light from a high window
 makes a pond upon the street.
 To climb that golden glow
 once more, to feel that heat.