Do you burn? 31May09 | 3
A poem from my sermon on Pentecost Sunday
Do you burn?
With grief? With anger?
With worry? With despair?
With joy? With hope?
Do you burn?
For standing firm in changing sands?
For closing eyes in future times?
For your hope for a better tomorrow?
Do you burn?
For people? For progress?
For the church? For the un-churched?
For committees? For community?
Do you burn?
For love and peace to explode,
like fireworks,
in the darkness?
Do you burn?
Or has your spark gone out
Blowing wind on a thousand tiny embers
Glowing briefly in the dark?
Do you burn?
Or are you sitting, dry or damp,
Kindling in the forest,
Waiting for the first falling match?
Do you burn?
Does the Word light your way?
Do you stare into the darkness
Like at midnight
Waiting for the Light?
Do you burn?
Hot with fresh fire;
Like a torch
So all can see and follow?
Do you burn?
Steady and simmering;
And light a room on a cold night?
Do you burn?
Does your love for God consume?
Does it enfold your step?
Infuse your breath?
Do you burn?
Like child for parent?
Like parent for child?
Like lovers at the first kiss?
Do you burn?
Burn up your time?
Your money? Your words?
Your job? Your life?
Do you burn?
Spirit-spark catching hold of your heart?
Being remold, remade, reused, renewed, reinfused?
Do you burn?
With a fire, reflected from the sky
Refracted from a million voices
Speaking one Word?
Do you burn?
So you can be consumed and be made new?
Ben Y-D