Unity, Come

It is not the breaking of the dawn, nor is it the setting of the sun that marks revolution. It is the collective effort of each soul's decision to change course.

The suffering self yells help! Crevices cut cheeks from bleak concrete, weak and shattered leaves of broken treats.

Suffering is a still surface, sanctified, surreptitious, and simply catastrophic, when allowed to remain undisturbed. Ignored, forgotten, goodness itself packs up and abandons the idle observers.

When you remember God, He will remember you.

Sell your self-pride. Combine smiles to create miles to defile that hostile monster, called suffering. Clasp hands to create bands of lands to reprimand that man who doesn’t care. Because the only thing that can bring happiness is peace, to bring peace you need unity, to bring unity you must recognize your own role in consoling the smoldering eyes of weak helpless cries.

Every motion, disturbing that still surface of suffering, creates ripples, then waves, and then forces evil to cave. New havens and enclaves rise for brave men of mercy and compassion who then save the slaves of ignorance.

We must supplement the sphere of serenity by having

Holy books with wise pages

and 

Monasteries with sweet sages.

We must understand that
Patience comes in staggered stages,

that
Love pays the highest wages

and
Good hearts serve for infinite ages.

Recognize before our demise. Call onto unity and say, "Come! Come unity." 


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