As we look at the world, with all its walls and lines,
May we also look at it from a really far, far place.
Where are those walls and lines?
As we see another being's differences,
May we also look at what is common.
Where from our breath comes from?
He is this, she is that,
The world is all mayhem - we say.
Let's calm down and work it out.
To view each event by its own light,
To see each zebra by its own stripe.
Ah, the glory of universal vision!
Tuesday, November 17, 2015
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