Restored
Restored, is a poem and also a wish that I share with the entire human and non-human fraternity: May we make it come true, so that peace can truly rest on our brow.
Restored, is a poem and also a wish that I share with the entire human and non-human fraternity: May we make it come true, so that peace can truly rest on our brow.
A view is a perspective (merely one way of looking at something), sound is a vibration, and form is light reflected; That’s all. What then is there to dislike or criticise? A question on which this post is predicated.
When I noticed how wrapped my mind is in views, I began to see that the cause of disharmony lies therein. I am not interested in asserting a view point, especially when it compromises harmony. I have laid down the stick, or at least I am attempting to, and I feel the ease.
When we choose a perspective we take a stand. It's up to us to do it consciously, moving beyond prejudice and conditioning.