Who Might Immerse Their Bread Into Wine

Desire is something
Burning more than
Fire within the heart.
It is a consuming
Epidemic to the
Unguarded, charring
And leaving nothing
Behind except more
Of itself.

Few are those who
Can keep themselves
From being burned
By desire’s flames, for
It spits out from the
Diseased hearts of
Themselves, others.

O great love in the
Heavens such a far
Cry above: consume,
Cleanse, make anew
Every heart below.

Originally written
28 April 2005


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