Be Still and Love
The world is spinning into ruin and chaos.
Faster and faster we try to run.
Spending so much time trying to out-race the day,
And wasting the treasure we have.
Time is a gift a lot of us have
That we never stop to think of.
Constantly rushing to the rabbit's hole
To get to the other side.
Where is the heart, and where is the love?
Gone the kindness, but why?
Conversations as shallow as streams;
Tell me again, where's the love?
Change yourself, change the world!
Compassion is not a sin.
Stop the racing to and fro.
Be still, be kind, and love.
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