A Letter to Truth
Dear Truth,
You have unveiled me. I see that fear and trust are two sides of the same coin. In a world of daggers, petals are also possible. I cannot contain my bliss any longer.
Let me open to the world. Let my own suffering be a story, an ear to receive their stories, a space for their emotions and thoughts to travel far and wide as they must to find you.
Let me love them as you have loved me.
You have unveiled me. I see that fear and trust are two sides of the same coin. In a world of daggers, petals are also possible. I cannot contain my bliss any longer.
Let me open to the world. Let my own suffering be a story, an ear to receive their stories, a space for their emotions and thoughts to travel far and wide as they must to find you.
Let me love them as you have loved me.
posted by mermaid at 12:00 PM
4 Comments:
There used to be mystic, who lived in Asissi, Italy....his name was Francis, the 'little poverello'...
i used to so admirative, especially by his modesty, he used to be in deep communication with nature. The following are supposed to be his words.
" O MASTER GRANT THAT I MAY NEVER SEEK:
SO MUCH TO CONSOLE, THAN TO BE CONSOLED,
SO MUCH TO UNDERSTAND, THAN TO BE UNDERSTOOD,
SO MUCH TO LOVE,THAN TO BE LOVED.
The beauty of this soul always carried me away.
I'm hoping to visit this lttle village-town ,near umbria,Italy the next month.
Nikos Kazantzakis has written a very beautiful mystical novel about him:'God's pauper'.
Mmmmmm....your bliss! How wonderful.
Warm hugs to you :)
xoxo
let there be love everywhere
J, have you gone to Assissi yet. What did you find there? What did you feel there?
Jaime, it is!
Sandy, yes, let there be love everywhere.
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