Cabin

From catacombs of glass and stone
we carried long our broken hearts
Across great distance in our bones,
and danced until they came apart
To be remade under the lights,
our prism stole from deepest dark
This ancient and eternal rite
To breathe a fire from a spark
The sacred mischief pact fulfilled
By architects of sweat and song
Who for a fleeting moment built
A place for those who don't belong