Pyre for the Red Sage

Decend yourself
And lay your fading form
Twisted into shape
Assemble and resolve
Commence ceremonial rites
The seed of mystic power
Flames reduce to ash
Imbue worn out senses
Grant inner vision
Absorbing with blood
Possessing within
Spiralling turmoil
The earth bending to the roil
Shine upon the sky
The blazing crimson eyes
A searing gaze of fire
Beyond the ends of life
Echo in the hours
A view with second sight
Glare beyond your mind
Through endless seams
Of space and time
A cerabral fire
Noetic yearning
A fungal birthing
To find we are born without names