If man would pause to meditate
To look within and seek to find
The treasures locked inside himself
In deeper levels of his mind
Then silently to comprehend
In tranquil, contemplative mood
The spark of love and peace divine
In calm and blissful solitude
And if perchance his consciousness
Should grow enough to let him see
A vision of a greater love
A flicker of humanity
Then maybe he could learn to live
In peace with each and every one
And strive towards a better life
When every cry of hate is gone!
..... When every cry of hate is gone!
........ When every cry of hate is gone!
........... When every cry of hate is gone!
Excellent and bravo, Valerie! This gave me goosebumps!
A probing write. If more people would read and dwell on this, maybe we could change.A potent thought
If.... Only... Every man could read this and contemplate. Bravo on another fine flow of thoughts to consider. Thanks. Karen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are a lovely lady. I am with you. You can see and suffer with the world. Just know, that everything works for good and you find the secret.