I see the world being slowly transformed into a wilderness; I hear the approaching thunder that, one day, will destroy us too. I feel the suffering of millions. And yet, when I look up at the sky, I somehow feel that everything will change for the better, that this cruelty too shall end, that peace and tranquility will return once more.
Anne Frank
Prayer
Waves and waves of Sadness
A sea of sadness
Be Still
Give me a larger heart
To make my way
Take me from this narrow place
Into sacred mystery
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