I’ve just lit our stove and it got me thinking about fire and flame and heat and to be frank, a whole lot of things, that are now swirling around in my head. The flame is both fragile and potentially destructive; gentle and roaring!
Gentle flame,
roaring inferno.
Heat, light, fragility
and comfort.
Unleashed and fearful…..
but whispers in the chaos.
Reflection in our hearts…the
Spirit of love and peace;
gentle as the smallest flame.
Resting on us
filling our warming hearts,
and speaking
of hope and vision
and new possibilities….
Light of the Spirit of God…
open our eyes, and catch our tears.
Musings 