Wednesday 5 October 2022

Thoughts on Violence and Love




There is cold violence
And cold eyes
Staring blindly into a world of illusion
A self-created world tainted by vengeance
And wrath,
And there is such precise action,
Such power, such cunning control;
Vast crowds believe
The one-sided words,
The rotting stories and promises
Of cleansing action
Which indeed cleanse not
But only perpetuate
This cycle of misery and pride.

All are innocent
Like small children,
Acting in reaction
To a disturbance,
Protecting themselves
The only way they know how.
Except, now, these impulses
Are disguised in fancy words
Designed to impress
And persuade a gullible group.

Engaging not
In these stories
Fuelled by pain
We stand and smile—

We will stand in peace,
In peaceful strength
Fuelled by wisdom,
Not hate, not anger,
Not in reaction,
But in a different world,
A world in Love.

The angry man
Strikes with a fist
And gets nothing
But air—

Untouchable is Love,
So foreign from anger,
So pure and clean,
So vast and timeless—

Faith is knowing
That Love is the Ground.
Love cannot be harmed
By thought-driven acts,
By physical motion—

Anger requires a story
Which fuels its fire,
Love has no time,
No memory,
No past, present, future,
But is timeless Life,
Shining Life.

Faith is knowing
That Love discriminates not,
But permeates all
And everyone—

If blindness will awaken
To light,
The light must shine brighter,
Blindingly bright,
Like the sun,
But not with fire,
But with Love.

The fire of Love.

MS22
 
 
Duality No.3

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