Sunday, 20 August 2017

It begins with saying we are powerless.

March 7
It begins with saying we are powerless.
This is not an admission of guilt,
But a statement of innocence.
The world is so large and the stars are so far.
We are but tiny windows
Looking out on the ten thousand things.
We are not responsible for reality,
But we are responsible for our own.
At the end of the day,
The Sun goes down
On the sinner and the saint.
We are neither, but instead both.
And there's nothing wrong with any of us.

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