My heart, I see today, is like a cup,
and it can carry water from a well
to my lips, and to any who look up
for help, & then whom God rigs against hell.
A sip might be the whole of what’s their need.
But cells like ours need water to survive,
so often they need more, each word and deed
can cup the water to their hands alive.
But they need water (& I too, no less)
to well up in their beings - all un-clocked!
The cup must lose its bottom, and be stretched,
become a hose, or portal that’s unblocked.
Reflection is requir’d to lively learn.
Here water helps (when steady, in its flow)
reflect a face, and see disgrace, & yearn
for better looks, and helps wash clean, I know
b’coz it's helped me many times: to drink,
to wash, to cool, to see back or reflect,
& then to help those others on the brink
of lack, or failure, to change course, deflect.
And ev’ry win (in stages) helps resolve
to grow. The wind resistance helps to train
obedience, that’s out of loyal love.
That helps us to move forward, once again.
And then to top it off, God’s eyes (in pairs)
see worth of whom they worked hard to obey.
He hardened Pharaoh’s heart, but softened theirs,
through doing will of God (in Christ), I'd say.
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