Ember

September 20, 2013

Set fire underneath their feet

Heat to warm the broken hearts

Healing bleeding parts

Intention tending to this ember

That we might remember

Remember a day of love

The dove carrying holy branches from holy ground

We've found the truth, the spirit of life

Of freedom, redemption, ridding of strife

And envy oh envy your biting tongue

Sharp with acid spit, you're bitter and sour

With every hour growing more prone to attack when alone

So make haste my spirit, flee from that room

It's walls crumbling at the sound of freedom ringing singing songs of love

Above us all the heavens open and fall to earth, making a new what was dead and dry

So give it a try, just sing the love that's in your heart

Or sing the hate until it departs from you like a dandelion blown by the breath of God Himself.

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