Ring Of Fire

My favorite part of sunrise

Is the moment the sun peeps out

Like a chick hatching

Or even peeling back a cutie

My favorite part of sunset

Is the shimmering transition

Moving from warm hues to violet

For the grand finale of midnight blues

It doesn’t take faith. Mel clocks it daily

Where I did see faith and astonishment

Did you see the sun dog rainbow on the cloud drifting by?

Did you see the rolling light making a halo?

I think faith, hope, and love are in those rainbows

There was a neon green sky shooting out pink beaming stripes and it wasn’t part of the plan

My red and white roses had white freckled red rose babies

Its the chaos… faith isn’t the normalcy, the tube color, faith is blending

I dropped those pick up sticks more times than I could count trying to defy gravity and trying to replicate the direction the wind had blown.

And I blocked my window putting a spotlight on a prism documenting the light refracting but I can’t replicate the sunlight, wind, all the phenomenon’s happening simultaneously… so I will say it

Chaos proves God exists.

I have no doubt the sun will rise

And in full light, the sun will set

But where do I find hope In the in-between? And how do I make a path

Out of nothing

Especially when there are

No mustard seeds left?

Well, pull the tool from your face

The black veil is for the parade anyway Remember your name

It doesn't need to be pearls and lace Leaving everyone frozen In the driving rain You are the thing of beauty

You are the diamond in the rough

Oh, do you really want

To be called a rose

Out of a rock?

And let them go trade

Their plastic medals

I already know

You can harness the wind

To soar again

I already know you can balance a boat When the water doesn't know where it's going

I already know you can stand in the middle Of everything breaking

And still keep going

And I see you

Yeah, I see you

You're still alive

So the ring of fire

Has to be real

The ring of fire

Has to be real

I don't need to know

How the morning gets made

I don't need to know

Who moved the stone

I just need to know

That somewhere in the dark

There is a road

When there isn't a road

And if the mustard seed

Is nowhere to be found

Maybe faith is what remains

When you turn around

And find your hands are empty

But you're standing anyway

And let them go trade

Their plastic medals

I already know

You can harness the wind

To soar again

I already know you can balance a boat

I already know you can weather the storm

I already know the thing that looks broken Can carry you farther

Than anything before

And I see you

Yeah, I see you

You're still alive

So the ring of fire

Has to be real

The sun will rise

The sun will set

And somewhere between them

I haven't found the answer yet

But I'm here

I'm here

I'm here

And maybe that's the path

Maybe that's the path

Out of nothing

Out of nothing

When there are no mustard seeds left.

The ring of fire Has to be real.