I am the burning bush,
engulfed in flame,
but not consumed.
I am the burning bush,
scorched by cruel circumstance,
but not destroyed.
I am the burning bush,
charred by soul-lost longing,
but not devoured.
I am the burning bush,
beckoning in the desert sun,
God's voice, unheeded.
Text and
image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.
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