The flame inside my heart
Keeps licking - flickering strong.
It fires my intentions,
Tells me to stay from wrong.
I can reach any heights
Soaring in open pleasure,
Planing over cares and strife
At my glorious leisure.
For the flames inside me
Burn so clear, so pure -
Urging me always forward.
Success is the lure
I can dream of golden times
And then I can pursue them -
For I know, if I persist
I will never rue them.