Incline your ear, and come unto me: hear, and your soul shall live . . .
Isaiah 55:3
My ears inclined, I would obey
all the Lord to me would say.
My soul to spark with living light,
I want to listen day and night.
But know I well that inclination
doesn't always mean fixation.
I have strayed and been distracted,
since life, I thought, would be protracted.
But now it's autumn; harvest's near --
may thy sweet voice alone I hear!
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