when our hearts
are so full of hubris
that we cannot be humble
enough to care for the
forgotten, the vulnerable,
the despised, the lonely;
when our souls slowly
begin to shrivel because
they drink deeply from
the bitter waters of fear
rather than from the sweet
fountains of grace;
when we would rather
live with grudges weighing
us down instead leaving them
by the side of the way as
we seek to follow you, we
are slowly dying on the vine
of love, wonder, and joy
which we know as you.
(c) 2024 Thom M. Shuman
Venmo: @Thom-Shuman
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