by James Fung (May 21, 2017)
Man, in his arrogance, strives to have the appearance
Of holiness, blessedness and perfection with much vanity;
Falls and stumbles in darkness time and again, till his pride
Is slowly chipped away revealing a tender heart.
Falling to his knees for the last time,
He lowers his eyes from the crown of the throne to the feet,
Where he finds the humility to see and taste and hear
The simple ways of the blessed, walking anew in the favour that he finally sees.
Sunday, 21 May 2017
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