Do it to the least #devotion #poetry

 

 

Your arms gentle and smooth

encircle me frail and chill

I curl up into a ball

afraid of life’s  battering spill

“no matter” your words sooth

as you thoughtful pick me up

straightening  my shoulders

warming me from your own cup

Your kindness starts at your smile

rises up in your eyes

like the clearest blue dawn

radiance of clear summer skies

I am healed and reclaimed

never to be alone

and it is because of you

that I face a new horizon

so I purpose in my life

to carry forth is all  I ask

open these once empty arms

to the least  such a  small task

 “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’”

~ Matthew 25:40

If we can but reach out with small tasks to the least of us-  what a vibrant warmth will be in our world  and on our horizon.

 

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