obmar
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Rainbow of HumanityWhat color are hands sifting through rubble
uncovering bodies buried deep?
Reaching, receiving...the broken and dead
tragedies in the wake of a storm.
What color are hands soothing and comforting
gently caressing wiping away tears?
Healing, holding...refusing to be enemies
accepting all they encounter.
What color are hands folded in prayer
forgiving, accepting without judgement or blame?
Celebrating, respecting...embracing
uniqueness of individual color and enthnicity.
These are the hands of the human rainbow
Gloriously illuminating humility of spirit.
Spectacular shades of cultures and beliefs
blending...
black, brown, red and white
unwavering...
-Lotusbud (Nancy Tabah Whynott)
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The Inquisitor
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Very pretty, obmar. I also found this one right next to it. I don't know who the author is:
Friendships create auras of warmth, comfort and love
as we seek to resonate with those whose heartstrings
vibrate in the same angelic tones as our own
and when we do…something beautiful happens.
For each of us is blessed with moments of grace.
Who can say what ignites these times of illumination.
But if we are totally attentive and not in a hurry,
an abundance of glorious miracles begin to unfold.
We are born to manifest the glory of love
and as our own light shines, we give to others
the beauty of our spirit which brings rewards
of marvelous inspiring friendships…
a love link.
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obmar
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Yes, this is beautiful. TI
But if we are totally attentive and not in a hurry,
an abundance of glorious miracles begin to unfold.
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