As a branch cannot bear fruit all by itself.
Neither can you unless you remain in me.
We are deluded if we place all our trust in the self.
Ultimately, with death, we all have to pay our fee.

I am picking my broad beans today.
They are nurtured by their branches.
Did I water too much, too little who can say.
But they lie in my vegetable patch in neat tranches.

They taste delicious and fresh.
But they have no life on their own.
They were only saved from the rabbits by that mesh.
Nor are they worried that nothing do they own.

If only we realised we can do nothing on our own.
We would be much happier realising everything we have is but a loan.

Haiku

We can do nothing
All that we have is a loan
Let’s just be content

[Note: First two lines are from John 15:1-8]