Invasion of Love

Let Love invade their hearts with sorrow for their deeds of hate;
For the pain they have spitefully or coolly inflicted,
Let them perceive how broken and diseased they have become.
Let the veil be lifted from their eyes.
Let their knees kneel under the weight of this terrible understanding,
beneath the quake that releases the sobs of their remorse;
So that even these beings can be healed,
And see their Beauty as a stranger coming to rescue them from their dungeons.

Pity the haters, the manipulators and defilers of truth and beauty, the destroyers.
Send them pure love that seeps through tiny crevices and cracks of the strongest fortresses,
Or builds to a great wave that no malevolence can face.
Only love can dissolve hate.
Only light can purify the mind.
Only forgiveness can bring peace.

Precious People

Come, let's put on our eyes of love;
I think we have a few pairs,
Somewhere.
There's something to see, trapped between the layers of their lives,
What you do not expect to recognize --

The treasure,

The golden light,

The greatness and the beauty and the sweetness and

Everything we hope to find

In Paradise.

They never seem to see it, no,

They don't really believe in it --

Their innocense,

Living out a life sentence instead of a life.

You must look behind

The bitter facial lines,

Accusing glares,

Smirking mouths,

Attacking stares.

You can see through their walls

And down their halls

Into their secret cellars of light --

Golden treasures locked up tight.

Precious people.

We were made to be the lovers;

Not to waste our time in fear.

Come, let's put on our eyes of love and see--

Precious people.