rising high
tongues of fire
licking the sky
they extinguish fast
barely touching the wood
black marks left
but only upon the surface
fuel present
spark too
it must be air that's missing...
God's Word is my fuel
holy desire my spark
yet apart from the breath of His Spirit
it is nothing more than fireworks
...gone and quickly forgotten
may holy embers be kindled
fueled by Your Word
enflamed with holy desire
Your Spirit's breath unceasing
bringing heat and light
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