Poem
Servant

The path was wide, the way was easy.
   I strolled along without a care.
      A voice said,
         "Are you serving?"

The path was narrow, the way was hard.
   I rushed about without a prayer.
      A voice said,
         "Who are you serving?"

The path was clear, the way was certain.
   I worked hard and the work was fair.
      A voice said,
         "Are you serving enough?"

The path was clearer, the way more certain.
   I worked harder and the work was there.
      A voice said,
         "Ah! True serving!"
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