I am lost, without a rudder
spinning in circles
on this sea of hypocrisy,
this ocean of fear,
wondering who the
crazy one is...
We have turned our world
into a prison
of our own device--
where forgiveness is
considered weak,
where punishment is "just",
where it's you against me,
them against us;
defending ourselves from
one another:
When will we wake up and see
that we are One?
that when we forgive others
we forgive ourselves?
that there is nothing to defend,
nothing to fear?...
that there is no "enemy"?
Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 7:57 PM UTC
I am lost, without a rudder
spinning in circles
on this sea of hypocrisy,
this ocean of fear,
wondering who the
crazy one is...
We have turned our world
into a prison
of our own device--
where forgiveness is
considered weak,
where punishment is "just",
where it's you against me,
them against us;
defending ourselves from
one another:
When will we wake up and see
that we are One?
that when we forgive others
we forgive ourselves?
that there is nothing to defend,
nothing to fear?...
that there is no "enemy"?
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