[Sunset in the Zin Desert, Negev]

Only One

There is only one

Son whose appearance

may be diminished

by cloud covering,

yet who is not a

reflection of light

but a fiercely burning

source of creative energy

and life. Whose flaming

fiery tongues lap

all impurity. The Son

remains at the molten core

of the universe from

ancient days until

forever and eternity

holding the worlds

together by the

breath of His word.

Someday the sun

will burn to cinders,

but there is only one

Son who changes not

whose love consumes

the evil in me and

shapes by fire the

beautifully fashioned

tool I am — useful

in the Son’s hand.