I have tried to frame my life
In recent days
In ways to cultivate compassion
To try to remember at least half of the time
To try to leave everyone I meet feeling better
About themselves
To wonder if those whose ideas
I oppose are not so far off
Dissent based of point of view
Which is the symptom
Which is the disease
Which is more important to treat
Surviving by finding our brokenness
Beautiful
Can we find common ground
Agree to terms
Find definitions for good and evil
All become strong enough to stand
And help the truly crippled
For I find I am unravelled by those
Who see me evil
I Can't stand the pain of others
Thinking bad of me.
I am digging out by believing
That I am valuable
That I have much to bring
to the world
In the little I have
By dying to the self
That worries what others think
And in time I will search
To see if those whose friendship
I betrayed
Miss me
At all...
A contest entry
- Words Of Wisdom By Contemporary Spiritual Teachers : Jeannie Zandi by maa.
777 points, ended November 16, 2008, 15 entries
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Comments
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Profound and lovely
This is gorgeous..
i re-read it again and came away with a quiet
acknowledgment,
This person understands.
Really liked this poem it had so much to say.
Thanks for sharing
Love Peace
campanaro
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you gave such a tangible human perspective to the prompt ... one that left me awe-stricken ... I was very touched by the dimension of honesty, humility and surrendering in this heartfelt verse ...
almost like a dear friend confessing to another friend ...
I can very much identify with your feelings and concerns, I am not a saint neither
... and sometimes similar thoughts have haunted my mind and sometimes still do ...
I also know the pain of feeling "misunderstood" or unfairy judged by others, and usually respond with withdrawal and despair ... yet, this deep feeling of abandonment and distress has guided me to the only place I have found consolation : deep within me, to where the judge of "good and evil" has no access ... I didn't give him the doorcode
like you, I strive to achieve the perfect state of equanimity, where being understood has no importance, where praise and blame have the same perfume ...
now you see, I am confessing, too ...
well, your heart is much like mine, but isn't each and every heart ?
thank you so much, dear friend, for this inspiring encounter ...
I am certain that those who will see the heart of this "new" you, no matter your common past experience, will be touched by this melted heart ....
maa
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Oh look! She smiled at me...
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there is an honesty about this write that i enjoy.
you have struck on some universal concepts here - the act of acknowledging the affects of one's actions upon others and the difficulty of shouldering the weight of the opinions or feelings of others. emotive read. - NANGALEEMA -
Beatifully penned ...
with such compassion and passion. I feel the surge of powerful want in your words; the yearning to restore and be resurrected.
Love
Myra
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Excellent take on the prompt! Your thoughts in this write is well presented and covers so many of the holes we find in everyday life. So true that we wish for life to have an extreme makeover from a well-accessorized corpse.
Best of luck with the contest!
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