To Quench the Unquenchable Fire
To Quench the Unquenchable Fire — A Poem of Restoration Beyond All Measure — They said there burned a fire no flood could tame, A pit whose thirst no ocean could appease; A blaze beyond all mercy, hope, or name, Where anguish reigned eternal as its seas. They named it fixed, unhealable by grace, A realm where loss was crowned as final truth; Where ash erased the memory of a face, And night devoured the promise of our youth. But there is One who measures depths and flame, Who weighs the dark and finds its core a lie; Who knows the wound beneath the sinner’s name, And hears the soul beneath the burning cry. For fire feeds on fracture, fear, and fraud, On twisted loves and truths torn out of place; It thrives where meaning dies and hope is flawed, Where pain forgets the language of its face. Yet Water lives where fire cannot remain— Not common rain nor seas the world has known, But Living Floods that whisper Heaven’s name And seek the lost to claim them as ...