The Written Works of Mo Watson
Burn of God

Burn of God

Good morning Father,

 

At times I feel the burn of Your Holiness;

to which the term awe is only fit to apply.

 

How you are the perfection, the genesis, the fount —

and, by which the butterfly flutters at all.

 

The precision and order, the beginning, the origin;

and, the love by which we joy and pain over.

 

You wrap it all up, hold it together, Grace;

when chaos and bedlam are restless.

 

At times I feel the burn of Your Holiness;

untouchable, unaffected, undefiled.

 

I feel the sear of the Immaculate Home.

 

by Mo Watson
2019

 

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