The language of flowers and the cycle of shame.

 

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Shames highway...hiding, withdrawal and isolation

leading to where pride is found. 

Self-righteousness declaring its own way, winding into judgment's gate where bitterness and accusation await. 

Tiring out, arriving at the threshold of surrender and sorrow, hearts weighed down.

Passing back into shame town. Dead ended road, looping around and around...

Until grace and mercy flowing, washing, placing a new crown 

Opening the entrance to paths rich in humility, where peace and love abound.