When I am taken

When the trials come,

and the hearings start,

Let me remain silent when I am taken.

Not one word to pass my lips,

no signal given by my eyes.

Let my heart remain still,

focusing on children’s laughter and the droplets which cling to blades of grass, desperate to reflect the sunrise.

Let love overwhelm me.

Let peace permeate my being. Let understanding flourish, when I am taken. This will not be a matter of right or wrong, but merely a matter of illusory power and control. It will be what it will be. Let me be with it as one, when I am taken.

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About SIDEWAYS EIGHT

Being heard, stirred, and perhaps cured by life's many hidden images and the written-spoken word.
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