Lord, since this world is filled with fire Inside this rounded mould – Let's turn it inside out, O Lord, While hands and feet are cold. Let's split the world in half, O Lord, As open as my palm, Until the snow has melted down, And hands and feet are warm. Let's turn the world all inside out, And glorify Our Name; Until Our fire makes Jesus laugh, While I blow up the flame. Let's do it now, this minute, Lord, And make a glorious blaze: Till Jesus laughs and claps his hands, While Mary sings Our praise! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ONE LOST by ISAAC ROSENBERG OF MAN'S MORTALITY by SIMON WASTELL ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 13. TO AUTHOR OF MEMOIRS OF HOUSE OF BRANDENBURGH by MARK AKENSIDE AT BAY RIDGE, LONG ISLAND by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH MEMENTO MORI by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS FIDELIA ARGUING WITH HER SELF ON THE DIFFICULTY FINDING TRUE RELIGION by JANE BARKER |