In Flames: My King

I'm bound and standing here before
the flames of His refining
with ropes that dig into my wrists -
all my strength restraining.

there are others here beside
who cannot enter with me.
they do not stand, instead they shy
away from the intense heat.

but in those flames I see my King
inviting me to come
and find that fire cannot burn
when I'm wrapped in His arms.

hesitation mars my steps,
but I join Him in the furnace
and all my bonds I find no more -
the fires have consumed them.

such liberty I cannot know
while standing in the ties that bind,
but give myself to Him and learn
how flames can my constraints unwind.

oh, bring me to this place of flame -
the fires liberating -
to loose my bonds that I might walk
in the presence of my King.

consume the things that hold me back;
that tether feeble arms
and cauterize the wounds they've left;
burn away their harm.

- written 01 May 2012

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