Room for God
Humility is hard to come by
(and I have so much to be humble about).
A toothless lion -- pride; a gnawing rat.
Brave men have no pride;
even a humble man's courage
is not there when grasped;
a humble man -- he's no hero . . . nor saint.
Humility
and its poverty
leave room for nothing else
except, maybe, God
to enter when the walls are rubble,
where a man stands
naked and armless, without pride or courage.
Then, maybe, there's room for God.
O child of God, Meher's love, so freely given,
apparently, demands every last thing in return.
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