July 10.13
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Your Choice…
The unwelcome fires burning in you
are secretly fed, with fuel
—your old dry broken sticks of thought,
innermost imaginings, cravings crackle
into words, actions
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Your highest, holy will decides:
choose not to feed the fuel of thorns,
the raging fires die down.
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So also, with the Godly fires:
feed them your favorite bouquets of dried flowers,
cherished folded letters, lost prayers,
forgotten words of praise, toss them all—
they burn warm colors of mercy flames,
the strong forgiving light of Love.
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–Quilla
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