Burn Day

Burn day might be

A month away, a day

Away, a deathbed

Away, a car accident

Away, a way will go

Lifted low before

Gifted high

He will rise

The lowly

And crown

Holy upon Holy

We will grip the

Ground full of heat

See mere seat and

Greet family members

Waiting in line outside

Of time entwined in

Pearly gates, the stand

And wait, later initiate

Prayer until Burn day

Comes and Nike

Kicks and guitar

Picks movie flicks

Guys and chicks

Were all apart of

The burn plan

Trying to understand

His flame is not a game

But a tame lion He

Will not be bound

By time or concrete

He will burn all our

Hesitations