I am the fire of the Central Sun
The light of life, of everyone
The heat that keep the bloodstream warm
The lightning of the thunderstorm
Wisdom of the sages mind
All impure I shall refine
Bees buzzing on a summer day
Children jumping, as they laugh and play
Quasars, pulsars, electrons too
All that’s old I shall renew
The hearth that comforts every home
I breathe in every centrosome
The glint in every warrior’s eye
The faith that martyrs never die
The glow of cosmos, the light of space
The speed of thought, desire to race
Beyond all form and every name
Behold I beat thine own heart flame