But if I say, “I will not mention his word

or speak anymore in his name,”

his word is in my heart like a fire,

a fire shut up in my bones.

I am weary of holding it in;

indeed, I cannot.

Jeremiah 20:9

paper by Pink Lotty; frame by Joanne Brisebois; bare tree by Jennifer Labre; heart, flames (color inverted) by Marta van Eck; texture overly by me