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May 2016
Is my compassion
Stronger than my greed?

Do I care more for myself
Than I do for others?

What is the balance
That need be struck?

Are the answers
To be found
In nature?

The sun always rises
Tides always turn

The skies fill our lungs with air
The soil welcomes seeds to grow

Birds never cease to sing
Rain waters quench our thirst

Night falls to grant us rest
Stars shine to give us hope

Each day
We awake
To bathe
In lakes of compassion
Without even noticing
17th May 2016
Commuter Poet
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Commuter Poet  UK
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