Chilled Embers

In some distant place
I am the opposite of today
In the ever shifting
Plates of the underbelly
My presence is still
As the tiers tumble
Below my grasp
Without steadfast control
I am left on my knees
Fires ignite within
Strangling
Altering
All of it
Grand confusion
And I love it
I accept it
It is me
In the eye of the storm
A calm presents itself
Its chill
Wrapping
Round and round
The burning embers
There without explanation
He floods this place
A balance I cannot overlook
Or understate
Just allow
For the waves
Collect me
Hold me
And like that
My fire is out