In the Silent Fire of Burning Love
The silent echoes are like quiet winds;
you can feel them but
you can’t hear them. You can feel them
but you can’t see them.
When your love abandoned my heart,
it filled itself with your
love’s flowing spirit; fueling my heart like
winds fuel a sailing fire.
Indeed, the fire that burns is always hot
and cooling water
is no match for the burn.
True love is as hot burning fire—flaming!
Remember come on baby light my fire?
You don’t go about making
love; love is.
What’s love got to do with it? Love is it!
True love is beyond all fear and doubting
and always seeks
the nourishing of self
as fire-seeking fuel to keep on burning hot.
Let not your love be as the fire of burning hell;
rather let it/love be
as heaven’s sunshine:
As John’s gospel love; as John’s love supreme.
Yes indeed, something
gotta hold on me;
and it’s got to be love.
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