I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Thursday, February 22, 2018
it is how we treat each other
To be humble, to be kind
It is the giving of the peace in your mind
To a stranger, to a friend...
To give in such a way that has no end
We are love
We are one
We are how we treat each other when the day is done
We are peace
We are war
We are how we treat each other and nothing more
To be bold, to be brave;
It is the thinking that the heart can still be saved
And the darkness can come quick;
The Danger's in the Anger and the hanging on to it
Tell me what it is that you see
A world that's filled with endless possibilities?
Heroes don't look they used to, they look like you do
We are love
We are one
We are how we treat each other when the day is done
We are peace
We are war
We are how we treat each other and nothing more
We are how we treat each other and nothing more
We are how we treat each other
Alternative
Routes
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We talk a lot
We pontificate
We argue
We spew forth
Anger, even rage
Ideologies and theologies
Even hope
And sometimes love
But it is in our living
It is in our loving
That we are revealed
That we are
Sacred Children
It is in our kindness
Our listening
Our generosity
Our compassion
We are peace, we are war
We are love, we are hate
We are how we treat each other
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