Home is the Centre Peace of Civilisation
The Central Wheel
Holding within the pattern of peace,
Circling within the journey of your life,
Blowing with the breeze,
The leaves float on the winds of change,
They resist not evil,
They move with the energy of love,
For peace is carried to the nest of the dove.
Home is the heart of civilisation,
It is the central wheel,
To our existence,
The walls surround us,
Keeping us safe,
But what is there to fear?
But the wind and the rain,
There is no escape from the chill and the pain,
It is part of the process,
Of realigning with our true self,
Peace is the beacon,
The prize that seems to be lost,
It is priceless,
It is what we are seeking the most.
So what is this elusive character?
This plot hiding with the pages of our script?
How does it feel to be peace?
Is peace love?
The absence of fear?
Is peace the laughter
that rolls us on the floor?
Is peace the beauty
which leaves us in awe?
It is the gentleness of a smile?
It is the innocence of a baby?
It is the friend that stays a while?
It is the love of my parents?
The surprise in the post?
It is the joy of the moment from
the one loved most?
I look at all the faces,
Such a beauty I see,
I know they are full of potential,
Ripe already they be,
They think they have to learn,
But remember who we are,
The answers lie within,
It is not in lands afar.
So what is the secret?
The secret is to let go,
To accept what is so in another,
To change within
you will discover,
That is the power you have,
It is the power to love,
Indiscriminately,
To unlearn the weeds of misunderstanding,
To observe the words that you say,
To offer your help without expecting pay,
Do it for nothing,
Cause there is nothing to do,
But be love,
Don’t get your own way,
But be what re-presents you,
Put your truth forward,
Wrapped in words of gentleness,
Great patience you must use,
To ensure you hurt no-one,
For love does not abuse.
So go forth,
And give yourself with love,
In hope you will see the sunshine,
The small moments of jewels,
That sparkle in your eyes,
will dispel a million lies,
Wrap your coat of love,
Around the cold shoulders of strangers,
No jury or judge,
When it comes to truth and love,
Don’t ever budge,
And never hold a grudge,
Set it free,
Let it be,
Look for the light in doorway,
See the silhouette of truth,
That is quietly watching,
Unmoved but not aloof.
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