CONUNDRUM
My first is in plumage and also in pyre
My second is in host, a heavenly choir.
My third is just nothing, (your pardon I beg),
My fourth is an ember in which sits an egg.
My fifth is in ink, as seen on this page,
My sixth in inferno, a fiery rage.
My seventh is a cross that is every man's mark,
My whole is a flame that will light up the dark.
What am I?
My first is in plumage and also in pyre
My second is in host, a heavenly choir.
My third is just nothing, (your pardon I beg),
My fourth is an ember in which sits an egg.
My fifth is in ink, as seen on this page,
My sixth in inferno, a fiery rage.
My seventh is a cross that is every man's mark,
My whole is a flame that will light up the dark.
What am I?