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Feb 2017
It is not enough to travel
For a mountain is a mountain
Grand but a foot stool for the sky
It is not enough to take a photograph
For a picture is a picture
Beautiful in stillness as you take it with you
But can it feel how a child may cry
Or even tell you why

It is enough to think it through
If you will only do it
No matter where you are
Night after night
Pure empathy
Able to see food flow to their stomach
To see the part of their mind their father killed
To describe the sky not as blue
But as black
Decorated with lights hung by the gods
Because that's what it is
So tell them it is so

No matter what you are today
You can be someone new tomorrow
If you will only talk to them
Not the mountain
It won’t help you
It can’t

But actually it can
It will remind you that it is there
And that what is greater than you is true
It is not a trick
You can believe it
Being overwhelmed is not a lie
It is life
And it will accept you as you are
If you will let it happen

A bridge
Between people
Your past
Tomorrow
Life
Death
Love
Hate
Knowledge
Ignorance

You know enough now
You have the mind
Build the bridge

To see both sides
Is to become both sides

No matter where you are
Mark Lecuona
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