Thick Wax
Yearning for that which is promised
His word will be confirmed,
As it burns our heart-candle wicks.
Burning as one flame, as we play life’s daily, daring game.
Wilderness and famine, or lusciousness and plenty,
Journey on, even though discontentment and doubts be many.
Through thick wax or thin,
We flicker on – again and again…
We ignite and shine, as he does through the ages.
Wages eternally earned, rising steadily above the heavens.
While the clouds drip down drops of deliverance, feeding the flames,
Faces, tilted up, as our souls yearn for the promised home.
Melting and forming here for now,
the word defended, as the earth, we roam.
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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