i praise Her that can save me

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


        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

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