With fire in her eyes
She said to the unbelievers
: See
But too dark a vision
Is one that threatens to call
The cutter from the shadows
Wild dogs would be kinder
To a soul who has burned so deeply
And known seared flesh
That clings now in tatters
To the skeletal remains left
After the latest haunting
Fire that burned so powerfully and so bright
Can now never be gone from her
Fire will burn with an authenticity
That destroys all that is false
Driving the philistines from the room
Jesus said
Whoever is close to me
Is close to the fire
So cleave to the searing truth
Until all that remains is a pile of ash
That in time
Your soul will use
To fashion
Instruments of gold