Fruit
Claim of love, where is your fruit?,
No posessions or positions, but the heart of you,
Where is your time? Or your listening ear?,
Would you take the time you hold so dear?,
Busyness seems to pull you away,
Can you even concentrate on the words that I say?,
Missing the meaning, flying over your head,
Slow down your mind and your heart gets fed,
Oh, how I wish your eyes could see,
That your ears could hear the heart of me,
That peace is there, you must face the truth,
You will feel the pain, but this is what you must do,
The minute you slow down, your heart will see,
Less of yourself, and more of me,
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