Images Through the Fire

Flames rose high all around the cross
but the cross, rising higher still,
burned with a pure light of its own
and kept on rising until
the flames barely touched
the foot of the beam;
then transformation came.
On the cross was now our risen Lord
and clothed in white garments unstained
he moved through the fire,
his form all aglow; rising still higher above
he cried “This war is won!”
Conflagration below overcome
in His power and love.