Every weapon made, adds to the fear
And false satisfaction of keeping you safe.
You can never be safe, when at war
Every armor is simply a pointer
Of the state of things.
Of the need of peace than war.
Every need to create ammunition
Shows the truth of retaliations.
Revenge in fear or dare is never the answer.
Resolution is where peace makes its way.
If we must be led, let us be lead
In strength of patience.
To explore possibilities
Let us choose to disarm.
Let us disengage and make amends.
Let us choose peace than war.
Let us find the middle path
In reconciliation.
Let us recognize the wrongs done.
Let us learn to undo the mistakes.
And move in harmony and oneness.
That is when we can together
Heal the world in peace
And make it worth living.
Point of intersection
Sacred and sacrosanct
To the evolving
In thoughts ideas or deeds.
In making and breaking
In marking or masking
In chanelling or containing
And changing in the exchanges.
The element of space
Creates the challenges.
Emergence of a point or idea
Creates ways for the dance of evolution
Moving it towards convergence
What matters is the path and the way
It chooses to do so.
In intention and contention
Significance of its impact
Matters to the whole
In the freedom lost and gained
As a means to an end
Or in a journey of wonder.
In this dance
Of emergence and convergence
Containing and contracting
In nullifying on impact
Or expressing and expanding
In projecting the possibilities
Creating scope to flourish or finish
Gradually or abruptly.
In the course of such a convergence
The meeting point then diverges
Into the experiences of the being
In thought and action
Creating a muscle memory.
To take off on its course
Treading over or gliding through
To new paths in the possibilities.
In birthing or bouncing off
The intersections create energy
