THE WILLOW

Once upon a blessed thought
That came from deep within
A voice said, "Tell of Willow
Who vowed he'd never bend

Tell how Willow stood so proud
His branches lifted high
He would not bend for anyone
Said, I would rather die"

Stiff like stone his elegance
As stately he did grow
But one day dark clouds hovered
And the wind began to blow

The raging wind cried, "Bow down low!
Reach down and touch the ground!
There's safety there - don't be too proud
In pride your life is bound!"

Willow did not want to bow
It pierced his proud old heart
But deadly was this mighty storm
That tore him all apart

So Willow humbly lowered limbs
When branches bowed their length
The storm lost all its' power
This old tree found hidden strength

A Voice then said, "How beautiful!
This tree bowed to the sod
As if his branches lowered
In the presence of his God"

Now Willow has found safety
And great beauty from above
He bows to show pure humbleness
And grateful, heartfelt Love.

Mary Kiker

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PROVERBS 16:18
Pride goeth before destruction,
and an haughty spirit before a fall.

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LUKE 18:10-14
Two men went up into the temple to pray; the one a Pharisee, and the other a publican.
The Pharisee stood and prayed thus with himself,
God, I thank thee, that I am not as other men are, extortioners, unjust, adulterers, or even as this publican.
I fast twice in the week, I give tithes of all that I possess.

And the publican, standing afar off, would not
lift up so much as his eyes into heaven, but smote upon his breast, saying,
God be merciful to me a sinner.

I tell you, this man went down to his house justified,
rather than the other: for every one that exalteth himself
shall be abased; and he that humbleth himself
shall be exalted.