As my anger ebbs,
The spring stars grow bright again
And the wind returns.

But when the rains come again,
My heart once more will burn hot.

Rain and fire are enemies
Or not -- they make each alive.

Winter and summer
Day and night, when you close your eyes
They are all alike

Seasons cease to matter
When the ice blue roses grow.

Thorny and dangerous
As it pricked the left thumb
Your hand started to glow

I tried to embrace your glow
But found that I was ll thumbs.

My reach failed my dream
I dropped the light before you
To spill without life

But now I'm alive again
Racing with the devil like in Hell.