“And the Light Returned” by Robert H. Sarkissian


The fire is in the center, as we surround it
And sing without words or music, well-sounded
The fire keeps us alive, barely
The fire burns our insides, rarely
But it inflames and brightens a darkness so dark
Mr. Brimlow keeps looking at the fire
In the center, as we surround it
The fire melts our hearts, so hardened
The fire brings out smiles, so sudden
Was the eruption of the joy it brings
The loving embrace, like a kiss in the rain
Gives us the courage to live it again
There is peace in the center, surrounded
The call is quite certain, and surely well-founded
The light has returned and is blindingly bright
On a day so deserted, it's absurd to delight