Question
I am, but time is not.
We meditate to our own source,
but it is one.
As the light we see
surrounds us, we fuse
into serenity and joy.
How can a world of hate
revolve around us,
if we see only love,
give only love,
are only love,
and happiness, as purpose,
is achieved?
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