Classic Poem

Burn, wood, burn—
Wood that was once a tree, and knew
Blossom and leaf and the Spring’s return,
Nest and singing, and rain and dew—
Burn, wood, burn!
Shine, flame, shine—
Woven of sunlight through and through,
Light of the centuries, golden, fine,
Clear and exquisite, warm and true—
Shine, flame, shine!
Bless, fire, bless—
Play on lintel and wall and beam,
Touch our lives with your loveliness,
Fill our hearts with your singing dream—
Bless, fire, bless!