For the blind--
Tonight, I think I shall light a candle.
I will pray, and chant, so that their eyes might be healed--not for my sake, for once the initial dagger's twisted, I can allow the pain to roll off me like rain. It is only for them and them alone.
The fact that there are so many people in this world who allow anger and hatred to wash over them cuts me somewhere deep--deeper than any scorn or negligence could even hope to scrape. With everything else falling down around us, we cannot afford to discard the very salve that seals our wounds and lends us the strength to combat all the ills of the Universe: Love.
I will pray, and chant, so that their eyes might be healed--not for my sake, for once the initial dagger's twisted, I can allow the pain to roll off me like rain. It is only for them and them alone.
The fact that there are so many people in this world who allow anger and hatred to wash over them cuts me somewhere deep--deeper than any scorn or negligence could even hope to scrape. With everything else falling down around us, we cannot afford to discard the very salve that seals our wounds and lends us the strength to combat all the ills of the Universe: Love.