Yet What Fire Burns

This way, not that
Here, not there
Now, not then

Wash
Clean
Heal
Restore

My soul pulses
But my body hurts
Always changing
Burning, failing

Slowly fading shadow
Evening’s withering blades
A smoldering wick
I am, fading

Yet what fire burns
But destroys not
Power that swells
Shaping clay containers

Not into what has been
But what will be, soon
Raising up a form
Living unto brighter day

Wash
Clean
Heal
Restore

Renew, Renew, Renew

However
Wherever
Whenever
Forever

This poem was written after meditating on 2 Kings 5:1-16, Psalm 102, Luke 5:17-26, and 2 Corinthians 4:7-18. Again, much thanks to the folks at Every Moment Holy and the reading and reflection prompts in their 2023 Lenten Journal.