Cut Back the Vine

I am burdened as I pass through the beautiful scenery of creation

The intricate colors, textures, and sounds of the living

Intertwined and riddled with disease and decay

While thorny vines hastily strangle the great potential of saplings,

Wicked men boast as they plot the ruin of their neighbors

When will we find peace? 

When will the darkness be brought to light?

Has it been finished?

What else must be done before you end this sorrow?

There must be more work to be done for Your Kingdom

There must be more people to be born into Your Kingdom

I will cut back the vine

I will defend the neighbor

You are good

You are with us

You will restore us