Savior

Candlelight, firelight,
Smoke without flame,
Smoldering heat,
Whose is the claim?

Who to set the soul alight,
Kindle passion burning bright,
Bid those who sit in darkness see,
Let fettered heart and mind go free?

Radiant embers,
Remnant of will;
Whose the daring,
Inflaming still?

Who shall be the minstrel-boy
Giving voice to burning joy,
Sparking what was naught but coals,
Flaring adamantine souls?

Instrument calls,
Unmasked and fey,
Compelling force
Hand must obey.

Who reaches out his hand to grasp
Our redemption in his clasp?
Scribed in coruscating flame,
In the darkness, cry his name.