Emberglow Poem by Christian Thomas Scott

Roaring with uncertain, twisted dancing
Light restored in velvet, crimson shadow,
Each way blocked but never unadvancing,
Until the fiercest storm has gone below.
Yet yonder waning sliver's shine behold,
The dampest earth and flaming fire's glow,
And closer o'er the chasm feels the cold,
And down in unseen darkness doth bestow.
To pumping hearts in hidden beauty's fight,
While gazing into realms of starry night.