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.