Ahimsa
Slowstepping into the Light of Mind...dropping away all of this and that -
letting go of wanting and clinging...
and when it is all behind me
I find my Way is not just mine.
The realization of all suffering as it is
and this as well is not mine alone.
The one I pass in the night
has shed the same tears of joy and pain -
The one I know as well as i know me
or the one whose name lies clouded
by mystery and by ignorance
has traveled this way as well...
Knowing the suffering of this world
is shared by each and every one of us -
How can i not feel sympathetic love -
and strive to do no harm?
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