Hugo Sarvida Jr. Poet Prose

Of Being Meek

I am not a territorial being
I may belong to a known tribe
I am just temporary there
But I am not there forever
I believe I'm a nobody
Anytime I may lost my identity
I believe someone owns me
And that is God. That's for sure
Anytime God can take me away
Anything that He can't trust me
He can take away freely
It is His will that He blesses me
Anytime He can take my possessions
Anytime He can take my children
Anytime He can take my life
I am only here to please Him
I am only here because of His favor
To produce fruits for His glory
I don't cling to myself
Nor become territorial.

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Darlene De Beaulieu November 25, 2025 at 3:34 PM Hello Hugo, yes god choose the time to take us home. Much love here. /Darflene/ Darlene De Beaulieu November 26, 2025 at 9:53 AM Hello Hugo, I agree everything has it season. Much love here. /Darlene/ Hugo Sarvida Jr. November 26, 2025 at 7:55 AM I agree. Everything has Ecclesiastes of its own. There's a time of beginning and ending, time for accounting and reckoning, time to plant and harvest, time to say hello and goodbye, time to be here and time to be not here anymore. Everything has a season of its own. Love you here, Darlene./Hugo.