I sow the seeds of hot dispute
In every single head
But, seeing that’s not that astute,
Sow those of peace, instead.
In doing so, I come in line
With what I am inside,
And, thereupon, I start to shine
With love, both far and wide.
For what’s the point in spreading hate
When everything is one?
You might as well repudiate
The brightness of the sun.
And yet it lights both stars and space
With sheer perfection, joy and grace.
Photo by Bas van den Eijkhof on Unsplash
