A Beacon in the Night

Which flame you keep 

Is the flame you feed. 

Follow its light, 

To guide your dreams. 

Its temperature warm, 

Bright to the touch, 

How many degrees, 

Will sear these wounds? 

If you walk in darkness 

Stoke your fire, 

This journey's rough 

With what transpires. 

Pay this heed 

And take this advice, 

Follow the trail, 

To where stars burn brightest.