I see love everywhere,
Where before I saw so many things;
Anything but love
In everything in life.
Before I would walk down the street,
Worrying how I looked,
Thinking how much better I was than others
(or how much worse).
Before I would see hard work
Obligation and burden,
I saw works of art
And pleasant but pointless endeavour.
Before there was strength in independence
Weakness in reliance;
Goodness in giving and
Selfishness and badness in taking.
Now I see a wondrous new world
And everyone is part of a picture,
United by the source of life,
The source of all things: love.
Our work, our creations and
Everyone we know or don’t know
Are an expression of love,
A magnificent omnipresence.
How grateful I am to have found
Inner peace in my humanity
With time still to take part
In this amazing game called life.
2 comments:
Hi Maitland
Your poem lifted my spirit. I'm so glad there are people like you in this world. A x
Thank you Ayse. You touch me with your comment since that is precisely what I aim to do with my writing ... lift people's spirits. Bless you. Maitland
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