THE BURNING WIND
(C)1995 By Paul L. Glaze
This Occurred Years Ago In A Western State.
Fire, Faith, And An Old Man's Fate
The Old Man Lived On A Small Farm.
Quite And Gentle, And Did No One Harm.
A Forest Fire Had Been Burning For Days.
Churning Uncontrolled In A Monstrous Rage.
Every Fire Saving Method Had Been Employed.
All things In Its Path Had Been Destroyed.
Wild Fires Were Raging In Every Direction.
Homes Were Ravaged By The Fires Affection.
The Fire Approached The Old Mans House.
Neighbors Came And Gave t A Water Douse.
To Save His Home Was Beyond Retrieve.
The Old Man Was Told, He Now Had To Leave.
I Wonąt Leave My Home, The Old Man Said.
I Will Stay And Pray, And I Wonąt Be Dead.
You Must Leave Or Die, Came A Neighbors Cry.
A Prowling Fire Was Approaching Nearby.
They Left The Old Man To Await His Fate.
The Fire Was To Close For His Escape.
Outside His Home, He Faced The Raging Fire.
The Fire Then Slowed, The Wind Was In Retire.
The Old Man Then Smiled In A Fond Affection.
When He Did, The Wind Changed Direction.
The Fire Came Within A Few Hundred Feet.
What The Old Man Had Done Was Very Unique.
He Was Strong In Faith And Spiritual Desire.
Strong Enough To Stop A Raging Fire!
This story is true In its poetic flow.
The source of this poem, if you would like to know.
was a from a newspaper story of many years ago.
