Quest for Harmony
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Can you see the harmony of knowing who you are;
What’s it take to find yourself, must you travel far?
Such irony to stop and see your travels were for naught, and
For all the money you might spend the answer can’t be bought.
Within ourselves our spirits speak of answers that we quest,
They aren’t gained by selfish deeds nor thinking we are best.
It takes a humble openness to see how we are made;
Forgiving all, especially self, for all mistakes we’ve made.
In each of us lies wisdom of a kind that is unique,
By listening to our hearts we let this beauty come to speak.
Our lives are short compared to how the universe unveils,
By keeping our compassion we give hope eternal sails.
From love springs hope eternal even in the darkest heart, but
Blinded by their pain and shame some don’t know how to start.
We learn by the mistakes we make, its part of who we are,
All of us go through it but we hide our wounds and scars.
Your true self does not exist as justified remnants,
It’s in a special place kept safe from how the world torments.
Transcend the bounds about you for a moment and you’ll see
That loving, life and wisdom are in perfect harmony.
Rodney Alan Crater
Copyright ©2007 Rodney Alan Crater
Can you see the harmony of knowing who you are;
What’s it take to find yourself, must you travel far?
Such irony to stop and see your travels were for naught, and
For all the money you might spend the answer can’t be bought.
Within ourselves our spirits speak of answers that we quest,
They aren’t gained by selfish deeds nor thinking we are best.
It takes a humble openness to see how we are made;
Forgiving all, especially self, for all mistakes we’ve made.
In each of us lies wisdom of a kind that is unique,
By listening to our hearts we let this beauty come to speak.
Our lives are short compared to how the universe unveils,
By keeping our compassion we give hope eternal sails.
From love springs hope eternal even in the darkest heart, but
Blinded by their pain and shame some don’t know how to start.
We learn by the mistakes we make, its part of who we are,
All of us go through it but we hide our wounds and scars.
Your true self does not exist as justified remnants,
It’s in a special place kept safe from how the world torments.
Transcend the bounds about you for a moment and you’ll see
That loving, life and wisdom are in perfect harmony.
Rodney Alan Crater
Copyright ©2007 Rodney Alan Crater
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