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The Sky Caught On Fire
by Melissa Arel
The sky caught on fire and spread its flames
Like wings across the horizon, dousing us in
Its consuming fervor, we burned like embers
The nights cloak could not hide our calenture
Nor could the oceans waves quench the heat
For we were transformed on the inside out;
Nothing could calm this raging sweep.
The handprint of God singed the small of my back
And tattooed my soul (the hour of my healing
has come), You tamed the beast as I released
One still small voice among a choir of saints
The smoke filled our lungs and ate the sin within
And we cried with a vengeance for Your Spirit
We cry for Your passion and power, set us on fire!
04/24/2003 Author's Note: first 2 lines of the 3rd paragraph borrowed from a Jennifer Knapp song.
Posted on 04/28/2003
Copyright © 2024 Melissa Arel
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 04/29/03 at 02:17 PM I marvel and turn over on my lips and in my mind the word 'calenture'...and the rest of this poem just consumes me in its vivid, spirited effluoresence! |
| Posted by Ginette T Belle on 05/01/03 at 12:51 AM the very first line draws you in completely...nice flow througout |
| Posted by Christina Bruno on 05/02/03 at 10:50 AM wonderful work |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 05/02/03 at 01:02 PM Amen! Powerful imagery of a God who wants to "burn the dross" and "fill us with His passion" for him and all mankind. Beautifully illustrated as well. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/02/03 at 04:52 PM Great piece of writing Melissa! Sounds almost apocalyptic. Well matched photo also. |
| Posted by Charles J Hannan on 05/02/03 at 04:54 PM Wonderful, Melissa...this has immense feeling! |
| Posted by Tim D Livingston on 05/02/03 at 07:53 PM Yes, that's intense. Bring your guitar and we'll put music to it! |
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