Be honest,
be compassionate ,
seek truth,
and even through your wounds,
use simple, peaceful sounds.
Having no room
for war, for hate,
I find truth in
the present moment,
needing nothing more to create.
There is some good
arising from chaos,
from madness,
as I trust the mothers and children,
their hope, their joy,
their gladness.
I now take myself less seriously,
don’t give my peace away so easily,
follow the wisdom of my spirit,
even when only I can hear it,
speak the truth within my mind,
while reminding myself to be kind.
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