the fire came to consume you but it forgot that you are made out of holy water on the day you rose out from the fountain of everlasting life every single particle in you was kissed by the secret recipe of the divine's sacred spices and oils you are the ripple of Creation's finger in the water so, my love, while the wildfires may erupt all around rest easy rest easy rest easy no flame will ever touch you for you are the consecrated waterfall that causes all the heavy rocks around you to float straight up into deep space
and someday when the blaze burns so hot that it thinks it can swallow you up
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