i praise Her that can save me

Thu, 02/26/2015 - 13:47 -- Dean_P

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        inspired by the Bible story of  Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego

 

not pushed, nor did i jump

yet i fell into the fire

 

the vehement flames circle

heating me with a ferocity ethereal

 

high above the golden pyre

past the brightest of the flames, i hear my name

 

She speaks my name 

and the bindings drop away

 

Her voice says i will be safe

leave or stay i will survive

 

even now, as the flames warm my feet

i know i am dead

 

we meet, we touch, we dance

i cannot tell if the flames are consuming my flesh

 

She reveals herself to me

and i brand my heart with her image

 

i kiss her with my fingertips

and swear i hold the holy

 

ill spend tonight in the flames

praying She is my god and i will emerge unharmed

 

even now, as the flames lick my face

i swear i am saved

This poem is about: 
Me

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