Receptivity
There’s nothing we do, save receive,
outpouring of God’s grace sublime,
as magnetism does, bliss web weave,
ensuring we heavenward climb.
As we strive, struggle and endure,
making heart pure, the only cure,
on our part giving love our nod,
leaving all outcomes up to God.
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