Judgment rubs the wrongness way
For who can really know what isn’t say?
Walk in my shoes, sleep in my bed
What really goes on in another’s head?
Read the same book but not the same words
Hear the singing in the trees but refuse the birds?
All different it might somehow seem
Under our skin, we all human team.
Walk the willowed woods or ocean sand
Stay next to me and I will hold your hand.
Rest your head on my shoulder strong
Cry or laugh, there is no irrefutable wrong.
Balanced on the beam of future hour
We live for now, relaxed in love’s power.
A school this life might be, classes taught
Our challenges the best lesson brought.
Let’s fling the dance till next we born
Simply sung we hum…never never forlorn!
Blessings of this life’s dance, my friends.
Posted by mindyjourney on Mar 3, 2015
On Mar 3, 2015 Michaele Premet-Rosen wrote:
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