Starshine, may we always be in love.
Life is all too beautiful,
all too precious, and all too short
to be wasted on hatred and all those species of un-love
that leads one's soul unto ignorance of what matters
the most... here in our time, Now in this life.
Those who live for anger
know that the alienation of hatred
is permanent.
For theirs are those whose spirits move
from wilderness to wilderness
finding neither company
nor safe abode.
But those who live for love
know that, through one may become angry
and restless for a day,
one may always return to love
and find peace.
- selah -
Fugitive to thy own heart!
Exile to thy own longing to return,
live no more for hatred and find safety -
love Now that thou might live.
---<--@
Life is all too beautiful,
all too precious, and all too short
to be wasted on hatred and all those species of un-love
that leads one's soul unto ignorance of what matters
the most... here in our time, Now in this life.
Those who live for anger
know that the alienation of hatred
is permanent.
For theirs are those whose spirits move
from wilderness to wilderness
finding neither company
nor safe abode.
But those who live for love
know that, through one may become angry
and restless for a day,
one may always return to love
and find peace.
- selah -
Fugitive to thy own heart!
Exile to thy own longing to return,
live no more for hatred and find safety -
love Now that thou might live.
---<--@
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