“If we come to sleep
we are His drowsy ones
And if we come to wake
we are in His hands
If we come to weeping
we are His cloud full of raindrops
And if we come to laughing
we are His lightning in that moment
If we come to anger and battle
it is the reflection of His wrath
And if we come to peace and pardon
it is the reflection of His love
Who are we in this complicated world?”
― Rumi
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Who are we?
Who are we in this complicated worth
with its polarity
its dualism
with it mad politicians
and its complexity?
who are we in this world
which so often makes no sense?
where the good suffer
and the evil flourish?
who are we in this place where guns
and greed are worshiped
and children are left hungry
and ill?
we are the bearers of the Sacred
we must never forget
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