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