The Nazarene - Poem by Stephen Loomes
Everyone is fighting,
Within their psyche's envelope
They each, have a cross to bear
The Nazarene is a teacher of hope
If we listen with care
He tells us to love our enemies
That yoga unique and profound
Otherwise our hatred and enmities
Stick on us like wounds
Not infecting our perceived tormentors.
This concept is not easy
How can we truly grasp its meaning
Sometimes it can appear ludicrous
If you conjure the image of a callous killer
And his victim loving him.
One day I hope to understand forever,
Until then I content myself with a
I do not mean to cast too much doubt on the precept
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