#045

The signal fire beckons me
A beacon in the jungle
A siren call to my soul
And my body aches to be free

The static noise is a constant hum
A dizzy reminder of the outside world
But a comforting sound in the trees
My only reassurance others still exist

What is this pyramid before us,
What glow can pierce this gloom?
What is this staircase to the clouds,
What eerie light shines within us now?