Before the Flame and After
Before the Flame and After
The dying fire asks:
Did I exist to not exist?
The answer comes at last:
You always were and will persist,
Although no one could see,
You were there in the wooden fuel,
Hidden identity,
Until God's match became fire's tool.
Soon, though once more hidden,
By divine grace of God's good sun
Your potential, bidden,
Bursts into flame to know we're one.
29 January 2023
I felt this poem about to come,
Though I did not know what it would be.
We are watching the universe become
All love to everyone !
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