FIRE NEXT TIME
I love to hear the
thunder.
It’s God,
Clearing HIS throat,
trying to get our attention
away from our selfish selves.
And if HE doesn’t
succeed,
He does let us know
He is still there.
The lightning is His
flashlight
which HE shines into our souls.
What HE sees there
makes Him blink and move away
shedding tears to wash the dirt out,
the rain-His temporary cleanser-
…maybe
the fire next time.
