Sunday, March 2, 2014

The flame burned

The flame burned with an unexpected
intensity; attracted by the light, the heat,
he touched the flame, surprised
that it did not burn or char as it wrapped
itself around him. The flame shaped and
smoothed gently, scouring and refining
less gently, leading a journey through
the wilderness, forty years. He looked
at the land, a promise, a promise the same
as when it began,
as heat, as light,
in the beginning.

Photograph by Lynn Greyling via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.


Kelly Chripczuk said...

Lovely, Glynn. One to print for the journey.

Joy Lenton said...

Beautiful poetic expression which brings the 'humanity engaging with holiness' aspects of this story to life. Thank you, Glynn.

Martha J. M. Orlando said...

Simply profound, my friend!

nance.mdr said...

by flame
our brilliant light