Prayer
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1 min readMar 21, 2017
I no longer wish to live as sap —
clear, free-flowing, life-giving, yes.
But diluted.
Fire of Life, render me.
Boil me down to a few precious
drops of sweet syrup.
I no longer wish to live as sap —
clear, free-flowing, life-giving, yes.
But diluted.
Fire of Life, render me.
Boil me down to a few precious
drops of sweet syrup.
Author of the novel “And the Stars Kept Watch.” Writer, pastor, Pops.