Compassion

Compassion tilts the heart, until ready to pour.

Saturday, 8 March 2025

Compassion

 Campassion tilts the heart, until ready to pour.

If there was any evidence of where love had begun;

If I could plunge my hand into the belly of my soul,

to bring forth the sapling of its origin, crisp and fresh;

As the newborn truth of my desire for your happiness,

would your doubts be quenched ...

or recomposed as fears?


In our quests to express the bond with what we know within and the frustrations we can feel to the lack of awareness in others ... it is in that wise moment that the deep truth touches us to reach toward compassion ... the tilting heart is always open.


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