A wall of fire flows from the falls.
Over, it tumbles,
Into a pool of scorching heat.
Once quiet and still,
A mouth now vomits its call.
A tide rushing forward
To take hate and lies
From a formidable cheat.
Dormant some say it lay, even extinct.
But
startled to all’s alarm,
It
lashes out its fate.
Resting in beauty, a calm so distinct,
Then in true nature,
Opened to a rushing storms’ flood gate.
Nothing
can stand,
Everything
is burned.
All
is consumed.
Ash
left from the wave.
The pool uncontained.
In judgement concerned.
While its fingers reach into
The hidden places of a cave.
No plea is heard.
All
is lost.
Changed
forever.
Never
to return the same.
This is the price.
This the cost.
When from the Book Of Life,
Blotted out, is your name.
Selah
Fire by Ronhales Psalm 9:5