Enchanted by blazing ball of fire low on horizon
     she like sun
dances with ecstatic rhythm all her own,
sees herself reflected in piercing rays that seek out cold crevices and meet those afraid to come out
from hiding.

Emblazoned on hurting heart: urgent message of hope she
     must carry
through empty darkness alone. Six million miles from here they see her spark but look away, all too aware of light that blinds, of love that consumes, of hot
liquid pain

that would change their constitution, fling them
     like comets
burning through midnight sea of stars. Turn your back
or hide in your heart’s darkness and still her warmth will
find you. Stand too close, you will become but a shadow
of yourself.