This is a poem by my partner Rohan from Awaken Meditation Retreats

This poem was written as a reflection of how our beliefs are formed and the irony  that  they are learned,they are not a representation of our true self.Yet people will fight, argue and even kill those who oppose their beliefs.Inspired by the Lindt bombing in Australia but particularly poignant in the wake of the Charlie tragedy in France.

This irony of life is brief

opinions stem from our belief

beliefs come from our thoughts in turn

our thoughts again from what we learn

a tiny child, these thoughts begin

environment, culture , kin

bones grow thick and bodies long

thoughts too, grow big and strong

what a feeling, being right

that sudden rush, ego’s delight.

beliefs now ours to argue, blame

our children learn to do the same

 

But to the mirror, blame behold!

These thoughts of ours, another sold

Now if we pause and still our mind

a moment’s peace, we may just find

when next a thought comes strong and proud

and feel we must share to the crowd

observe the thought and question why

this thought I have, where did I buy?

a coin, two sides there is to it

a shoe another foot may fit

the thought now ours to leave or share

this thought may grow if freed to air

and if it grow will good it make?

or will another path it take?

now owner of our thoughts are we

The Witness , not the irony

                                                                             RW