By: Jacob La Mar
A tiny match fire,
Is enough to fear,
And I see from your face,
That you do truly fear,
You act like you’re afraid of fire,
And you probably are,
But put your trust in me,
I’ll keep you safe,
I’ll hold you tight,
Teach you to control fire,
In my embrace,
You’ll be my light,
In dark valleys,
With death for walls,
And a shadow creeping closer,
Over ever rock and bolder,
You’ll shine like the fire in my life.
And when tidal waves come,
They break my arms,
Break my legs,
Break my will,
Only then you’ll be my pillar,
Scorching the skies with a fire so fierce,
That the waves will retreat,
From the heat that you give.
Life will hit with the strength of a fist,
It’ll knock me to my knees,
And hit me again and again,
And I’ll then start to bleed,
As its fists hit again,
But your fire will be there,
And bite at its hands,
With only such a bite,
Your heat could produce,
You’ll pull me through this life,
Into the next.
Where your light will be beaten,
By only Gods own,
And together unafraid,
We’ll float to his throne,
Where he’ll see the difference,
You made in my life,
And only through you,
Did I ignite.
We’ll walk along,
We’ll see his bright grace,
Light that only is matched,
By the light from your face
And forever we’ll stay,
Through our love,
From his grace,
We’ll stay forever,
Until the end of…days.
I see all this,
From a tiny match fire,
And the fear on your face,
From this tiny match fire,
And I silently beg,
For you to be afraid,
While I stand and admire,
The fear in the flames,
Of a tiny match fire
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