Jerusalem Poem by Michael Burch

City in golden flames, exist
only in dreams and foregone time.
How can you burn, and yet persist
like the flame itself, sublime?

City in golden flames, long lost
to tarnishing mists—and yet such Light?
From cloud to cloud the moon is tossed
like a child's farfetched delight.

City in golden flames, ignite!
Unless you burn, how can men see?
For all the world's landlocked in night,
tears, fears, lies' dull monotony.

City in golden flames, arise! —
Salvation tonight in your burning skies.

Published by Poets for Humanity