He cheated me but lost instead

Even though he kept the money

another stole from me

And I love him still

Though I did swear out a warrant

I’ll visit him in jail

Betrayed again by one I love

I don’t complain or harbour hurt

With selfless joy I served a rich man

And a poor man the same

Neither offered me money

Nor did I ask or expect any from them

Except that they would show

A promise of fruit

I worked, I did, with sweat and creativity

To produce a work of art

Others gave the credit to my friend

I let him have it

And was glad for the pleasure he received

Release your life and let it go

That you can give it freely away

So that you can freely give your all in all

To produce fruit in others lives

Not all lives will bear good fruit

But a few will

And the fulfillment will be expansively inexpressible

With peace as a free premium too

01/22/2004

Author's Note: it is a cruel illusion to think this can be done without the help of the living God, or that it is not worth attempting

Posted on 01/22/2004
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