the blog of Jerry Bolton
[starting a camp-fire in a snow-storm]
Oh,
how sweet the sound of You changing me!
It sounds like my heart torn out, through every vein and artery.
It sounds like a million doves in slow descent.
It sounds like my thoughts engulfed in flame…
It sounds like galaxies cowering, universes quivering,
and the bone-crunch of fallen worlds beneath Your feet,
Oh God; All of them my own!