Rebirth - A Sestina Poem

What hand

had set alight this pyre

Shining bright in the night

In this wasted land

A solitary light

A lonely fire

It is this fire

Guided by an unknown hand

Becoming an eternal light

An undying funeral pyre

Of a forgotten land

Shadowed in eternal night

It is this night

Fighting an unknown fire

In a dying land

Deserted by the divine hand

This undying pyre

Is hope's new light

It is this new light

A crusader against the night

A renewing pyre

Of purest fire

A helping Hand

reaching to the ruined land

Ancient, long deserted, lonely land

A long time devoid of light

Reaching back to an outstreched Hand

Sensing salvation from the night

Throwing itself into the fire

Being reborn upon the pyre

Here, upon this pyre

The hope of a broken land

Here, within this fire

Shines a new light

And coming through the night

A reaching hand

And so, through renewing fire

And a rebirthing pyre

Hand

and Land

Find new light

And escape the night