Flame To The Heart

The words I had written were few. Looking at them on the paper wasn’t enough. I tore away the excess. Putting a flame to the heart of my thoughts, I watched it burn. Smoke filled my nostrils and I opened the door to prevent alarms from going off. The breeze caused it to burn hot and fast. When the ashes cooled I put them into a glass vial, setting them on my desk to remind me always of a love too great.

Deu 4:24  For the LORD your God is a consuming fire, a jealous God.

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