In this house
you’ll find some fruit
and us abiding within the vine.
But don’t look at me
to glorify, for ’tis no work of mine.
He’s in me and I’m in Him.
He’s the true vine and we’re the limbs.
He is our life and our reality.
We now do nothing independently.
For we’ve been joined from the start you see.
As his life just flows through me
we bear much fruit abundantly!
Poetic Bloomings prompt “in this House you find”