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The Fire That Burns

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A surge is welling up inside me,
I feel a fire,
and it burns.
I write,
and the fire is cooled.

I teach,
and the fire is cooled.

A knot is tied up inside me,
I have to undo it,
help me, Lord.

I compose,
and the fire is cooled.

I profess,
and the fire is cooled.

This feeling I have,
the fire that is burning me,
it is a passion,
a passion for Jesus.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
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COMMENTS
Smoky Hoss 05 December 2011
Very good; the passion that empowers us to create, and to give, and to be!
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Crystal Asoski 24 April 2011
i loved this poem, it expresses my feelings exctly
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