Burning Bush

I know what it is to be fire.
I have gazed deeply within that
blaze and pondered at its Isness.
I have watched those flames lick
upon the branch with a tenderness
that no righteousness could withstand
leaving all that hardness a milky dust.
Yes, I know what it is to be fire.

I burn just the same.

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