Walk On The Ashes Poem by Mark Heathcote

God, during our life's rites rite of passage
Will we have us walk on the ashes
Surmount the insurmountable-
Summit, unfailing, and gather courage.
With tempered victory and faith, above brutality.

We'll all bear witness to sores healed and soothed.
By his holy divinity, without discomfort
Or disadvantage we'll forego, subsistence
Dumb, adolescence even our somnolence!
—And awaken a new, newly fortified.

God has taken upon himself,
To rake those fiery coals those ashes
To cut two vines for His Vanuatu, inhabitants.
All he asks you do is, fall like an arrow,
Avoiding his adversary's cinder-foot-tripping rival.