Burning heart In my heart, a fire burns bright, it blazes within, a fierce light. Never fully extinguished or tamed, like a spark from the flames, unchained. Who will hear my desperate plea? In a lonely land, just me. I’ve ignited myself, burning with might, my soul aflame, day and night. The hills echo the pain I’ve borne, not just a wounded heart forlorn. It is a flickering ember, so tender, burned and yearning in sweet surrender.
