77. Comfort
Let me share your tears
and shed them with my own
and thus cry out with all the misery of all humanity
to purge the world in oceans of compassion.
Let me mix my grief with thine
and thus in some way maybe neutralize it
to provide a better platform for the future
not for us alone but for all life.
No tears are ever shed in vain,
they are the true manifestation of compassion,
and there is no compassion without love.
Let us not ever set a limit to our empathy,
but let it flow in tears to overflow all oceans,
let the generosity of our grief not ever cease
but piously provide a fountain for the future and for life,
for there's no better life than that which rises from compassion.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-08-27 at 13:04
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