
Who created fire
to cleanse all desire
too hot to handle
man’s desire
to rule in God’s place?
Bound by stones
of hardened hearts
contained fire warms the hearth
where love and safety glow
amidst the deepest dark.
Fire un-contained
destroys every tree
on hillsides, across plains;
sends smoke signals
beyond borders once claimed
by nations no longer constrained
in their wanton use of power
growing by the hour
which drains the very soul
of Earth’s sanctity and place
within the universe of grace.
Fire knows its place,
its power to cleanse
over-rated mankind’s
history of disgrace.
Man’s invention? I think not.
We simply forgot
we only placed stones to hold its power,
and soon kicked them aside
to save our wounded pride.
History knows the place of fire.
It can hold what is too hot handle
across memory and time.
History turn to ash
when we burn it to save the party line;
a line crossed by the fire of ire’s lies
burning too hot
to save people and nations.
Hot enough to restore creation
before man destroyed
his only chance at participation?