The Essence of Unity


Our box seems empty,
But is it emptiness that we feel?
Or our natural inheritance,
that someone tries to steal?
But it is not an empty heart,
It overflows with an essence,
Which I present to you,
With many blessings.

It cannot be seen,
But it can be felt,
It can’t be written,
But it can be mispelt.

Love is the essence,
For which humanity hungers,
Fear is the masked face insanity plunders,
It is not survival of the fittest from the start,
But survival of the greatest beating heart,
Breathing life into a vision of unity,
Of which we are all apart,
That was our destiny.
From the start.

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Mohandas Gandhi

“Each one has to find his peace from within. And peace to be real must be unaffected by outside circumstances.”