The Apostle has said
“You ought be as I am”
Without bondage, attachment,
no limbs in the sand
Surely, my state would be careless and free
Yet how would I empathize with any creature like me?
To know vulnerability
the pain of cold loss
Must I not pass this gauntlet before I take up my cross?
To die to the world is a thing quite profound
but to partake of its fruit, one’s mind must be sound