An Ember
From the foundation of this world
Weaved from strips of blackened hearts
Sin fused contaminated men of clay
Subversively plotted to extinguish
The flame which cannot burn the flesh
With extreme duplicity and corruption
Relentlessly hunting their radiant prey
They seeded multitudes of splintered dreams
Counterfeit testaments and shallow teachings
Into the psyches of weakened spirits
Then just when hope appeared abandoned
At mankind’s critical moment of adversity
An ember spontaneously rekindled courage
Flickering unfathomable within saved souls
A light which darkness could not overpower
Copyright @ P J Gallant
