I stayed put

As once You jived to fervent folk,
of only what You craved to look,
Faraway, a shimmering haze,
Alas, but not what fireflies chase,
glowed, 'cross the burning walls,
And though awakened long lost light,
evaded all, but not Your sight,
Just like cinders in the past,
gave glass slippers to maidens fair,
And not unlike a spiral pupa,
My bee shall always let You go....

I shall wait for lest you climb,
The high hung hills, the clouds ninth,
And that shall You ever provoke,
The stifled supremacy of my broke,
The guild of guilt will all be gone...

What their raucous cries could not,
What my gentle prods did not,
Did your wordless going away,
made me stay put where you chose?