Fire

+

Rushing Wind,

Blow

Through these

Our Upper Rooms

Remove with your Breath

fears

short-sighted sentiments

dreams which displace your Dreams

Propel us from our hiding places

Into this planet You so love,

Potent

Powerful

Pentecost...

For a Second Time

Make us Flaming Tongues

Onto which You turn

The Bellows of Heaven

Flood again

 Your beloved world...

...This Time,

in

Fire

+

"His word was in my heart like a burning fire shut up in my bones"

-Jeremiah 20:9