---
categories:
- Poetry
date: 2016-02-15 00:00:00 +0000
tags:
- Christianity
- Faith
- Conviction
title: Congenealogy

---
{{< poem >}}
I can tell by your withering leaves
And dwindling fruits,
Your outstretched branch
Has lost touch with its roots.

You have overextended
To give wind its due chase,
But the rush that you seek
Will destroy you posthaste.

{{< / poem >}}