The Burning Bush!

A Bush that burns!

Who will believe it?

A golden glow mingled

With brilliance of yellow and red;

Colours beyond the rainbow,

Gleaming sparkly in sunlight.

No leaf is harmed,

No twig will fall,

Consumed by Nature's way.

O' most blessed bush,

A place in perpetuity;

Where life as spirit

Flows for eternity.

God spoke through you

To Moses, to a chosen people,

Tolerated rejection until today!

One carries the fire,

That burning flame;

The spirit that now touches

Those who seek the truth,

The love, a pathway divine.

Christ was that bush;

From whom flames leapt,

Igniting the depths,

Of moral wood;

Carbon forms, converted with power.

Those redeemed in form,

Preserved beyond the present,

Carried forward renewed.

Will George © 1994