As I write poetry, Christian and otherwise, usually I post a shorter one for Blog reading. Here is today’s missive.
I’m thirsty for seraphic flame
To brand my soul with holy Name—
Which constellations cannot frame.
My conviction is granite thick
But at times smokes, like rhetoric—
A glow from a smoldering wick.
My love for You feels dim and tame.
Send into me a fiery prick,
So I can light Your fervent flame.