Taken to the edge of the precipice
Thrown into the raging flames
Not of human choice but Devine intervention
To consume all that belongs not to the fire
To be consumed by the glory of the fire
To have the raging fire burn the rage inside
To melt this callous heart with the brightness of loves dawn
To emerge from the ashes unscathed
Touched by the finger of God.
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