BURNING

I’m Burning,
My skin is on fire.
My body is yearning,
To finally retire.
Burned red agony,
And things that can’t be undone.
Lay to rest at calvary.
Though I want to run,
And my skin burns.
He is with me.
My heart churns,
While I read psalm 23.
I met shadows death.
My body starved of rest.
You gave me the final breath.
Fire is the test.
His hand I still hold,
Through flames 7 times hot.
Faithful to behold,
Never left to rot.

bY- r.d. jESS