Thursday, April 4, 2024

Sacred Wind...

Words of scorn
Filled with hate
I wish I could get them
Out of my head

Eventually I will,,,

Coldness
Even after my sincere apologies
For stepping over a boundary
I did not know existed

The hypocrisy is thick
One face -- compassion, empathy, acceptance
The other -- fault-finding, blame, scorn 
Do others know of this other side?

I think that is what bothers me most
Hypocrisy
Do I too play the hypocrite?
I'm sure I do at times 

I too am human...

But this other side is not my problem
None of this is
Spirit, what do I do
To rid these toxic fumes?

For that is all they are
Fumes
To be blown away by Wind
Purified by Sunlight

Yes, let in the Light...


Wind upon Pilot Mountain
5/16/23