Baptism by Fire
The temple is burning to ash
Because a boy saw a pillar of fire
So let the worshipers wander in the desert
Casting shadows in the light of a bush God burns
Someday we’ll make a bushel of this city
Will you still see, beneath it, a glimmer of candlelight?
One moment I’m a zealot on the roadside
The next, I’m speaking with a tongue of flame
Was there ever a beginning? I’ll ask you
Or a time without your spark?
Open your books in the darkest night
And read God’s word by lightning!