Blue fire, so cold yet so bright,
Whose flame burns deep in the eyes
Of friend and foe alike.
Silver flicker that scorches my arms,
Runs along my body,
reaching even further into my Heart.
Golden sapphire, may your wild nature
Dance upon my frozen embers,
Coiling around my navel like a snake,
Igniting my hidden cauldron,
Stirring the edges of my crystal lake.
For when cold is hot,
And the wind is settled like dust upon the shore,
I see the moon reflected in the sun.