I walked alone and fought with myself;
I placed my heart on a silver shelf
And watched it burn in flames black.
I thought about taking myself back,
But, wordless at last, I simply looked on
As the world grayed in the dark dawn.
Silver muted and aged to rusted steel,
My heart spun around on winter's wheel.
I saw secret words masked in the flames;
I read them and learned the hidden names
That were buried deep within my heart.
I knew then that I had to fill my part.
The words, the names, held secrets given
To me alone, and through them were riven
The black dawn and the dark fire growing
From the evil that poured out, never knowing
The names were hidden in its hiding place.
The words changed then into a person's face,
The names all referring to the image shown.
I realized something that I have always known -
Wherever I may wander and anywhere I roam,
The One whose face I saw calls my heart His home.