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Only by surrounding ourselves with people of noble intentions and warm hearts can we say we are striving for His acceptance. This poem, I think, brings that up more so than many of his others. I've always loved the ant metaphor. Contemtuous smiles have always irked me. And his last two lines, that wonderful rhetorical question...NICE.
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Even though you're not equipped,
keep searching:
equipment isn't necessary on the way to the Lord.
Whoever you see engaged in search,
become her friend and cast your head in front of her,
for choosing to be a neighbor of seekers,
you become one yourself;
protected by conquerors,
you will yourself learn to conquer.
If an ant seeks the rank of Solomon,
don't smile contemptuously upon its quest.
Everything you possess of skill, and wealth and handicraft,
wasn't it first merely a thought and a quest?