Separation Poem, by daniel dawes, at My poetic side

We divide the world into countries, races, religions, languages and boarders.

Then within that are billions of individual people each with their own life and story of that.

Each story is held onto by the individual.

Every individual with a unique way of seeing the world.

The individual experiences millions of situations in a life time.

Each situation is judged by the mind as good/bad or right/wrong.

Then each judgment carries an emotion with it colouring the way we see the world.

Not just the world but people too.

Is it any wonder people find it hard to get along.

Is it any wonder problems arise from our colouring of the world.

What if there was no judgment?

What if we all realized we are one and the same?

What if we see everything we do to others we ultimately are doing to ourselves?

What if life is nothing more than a piece of paper scribbled on by the minds of others?

When there is no judgment there is simply only love left.

Love really is the feeling behind the thought.

I will leave this world as I entered it, totally in love.

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