Be touched by suffering,
Yet let not your living cease.
One cannot carry every weight
And live for joy and peace.
Yes, let your neighbor’s hurts affect
Your heart and soul and mind.
But if you have no peace yourself,
What hope can you help find?
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To sit in Peace
Is sweet Release
When all labors (even briefly) cease.
The feeling’s blessed
When taking rest,
In ways I never would have guessed.
Create a break,
A moment make,
Away from all you undertake.
You just might find,
As you unwind,
You’re doing work of another kind.
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Today I’ll see
The best in me.
For I am free
To live and “be,”
Not hopelessly
Lost in the sea
Of vanity,
Insanity,
And endless productivity.
