I Heard the Words of Fire

I heard the words of fire spring forth

from a child (of God);

words that sparked an inferno

and swallowed the whole world.

It was an unintended outcome,

but the devastation surprised no one.

Simple words carry with them,

the power to pick up,

and the power to tear down.

But reality, what you and I spend most

of our time admiring,

can be described only in part

by a tangible word.

Depending, of course,

on how that word is uttered.

But it can be evoked in

surprising ways without

so much as a full sentenced muttered.

To bless and to curse.

Published by

Wess

...is the William R. Roger Director of Friends Center and Quaker Studies at Guilford College in Greensboro, NC., PhD in Intercultural Studies from Fuller Theological Seminary, served as a "released minister" at Camas Friends Church, and father of three. He enjoys sketchnoting, sharing conversation over coffee with a friend, listening to vinyl and writing creative nonfiction.