Ocean Fires
Kristin Towe
It was a year of flame
that ended in a day of ashes.
And you, oh fire of Moses,
are the One to blame.
And I, sea-weed drenched,
stood on my tiny vessel
in the expansive ocean,
with plans to sail away.
And now, when my heart
beat is steady, and now
when my laughter flows free
I can see that the fire and ocean
and the ash on my shipwrecked vessel
are proofs of your love for me.