Growing Small

To love oneself is a prison.

To love another is the key.

To love God is freedom.

We are born out of a tiny cell,

Into a wide world we emerge,

We grow into this world,

Filling it with our presence.

Oh, has there ever been one like us!

But who is the one who can make themself small again?

Returning to the land, this one quietly tills the soil of their heart,

They make it fertile, and able to sustain others,

They subdue the wild beasts, and put to death the raging war,

They make peace in the world.

The one who can make themself small again,

Who can vanish in love for another,

The one who will love God more than self,

This one will witness heaven on earth.

~FS