Mysterious is the Fire which needs no spark

At the entrance to the tunnel of the dark
An angel warmed me in  soft golden light
Mysterious as that Fire which needs no spark

On dangerous journeys we unknown embark
Stricken by a grief, we are in flight
To the entrance to the tunnel of the dark

As hesitantly as a  babe will walk
Who has no mother nor love’s proper sight
Mysterious as that Fire which needs no spark

As strange as what makes silent people balk
When failed by humans,with no rest, respite
We reach the entrance to the tunnel  dark

Gathered in by angels  of the heart
No false pride  in me led to  a fight
Mysterious is the Fire which needs no spark

The body is  the home to sacred rites
Love erotic,humble in delight
With a golden net, I had been caught
Mysterious is the Fire which needs no spark