Rain rearranges flame
How it falls below it stays
Pools in little puddles
That display reflections of fire’s upward way

Hover 10,000 days
Above what passes for today
Brother I seem to mean
The distance ’tween our self and name

More repose than a tear will take
Half an orange on a plate
Upstairs where all the dry heat radiates
Let’s try to discover why it seems to

Hover 10,000 days
Above what passes for today
Brother I seem to mean
The distance ’tween our self and name