SPECIAL HFW DAY 8 - FOR THE LOVE OF FILASTEEN.

Well when it comes to writing poems and stuff like that..
i need a lot of time, peace & quiet.
but unfortunately that does happen very often!
So here's a photo i found online 

which i think says everything and

a BEAUTIFUL poem my sister inlaw wrote!

The Language of Actions

Anger and Strife spread through societies veins

Each human being finding another to cast its blame

Footprints of fear cover the earth’s surface

People searching for their worth falsely feeding a perceived sense of purpose

Can there be stillness amongst all this fear?

So that we can sense Truth, what is ultimately near

It is the eternal being that demands its right

And its denial will show in the form of society’s strife

It is in the fearful faces of children shackled in unnecessary war

And in the equally fearful actions of their enemies refusal to hear the voice of their inner core

It is in the anger of the youth the ease with which they hate

They are still innocent souls; their hearts deviated from their original state

The villains and tyrant’s sill carry beautiful souls

It is their actions of fear that I adamantly oppose

In their eyes I see a glimmer, a long lost innocence, the truth it still stews

Only it is covered by a fog, their light has blown its fuse

Anger, hate and violence are instruments in use

Playing out the hidden pain of their souls own abuse

Does a doctor scorn a patient who comes to  him who is ill?

Does he demand an explanation, a reason to charge his bill?

For anyone who inflicts pain is a patient themselves

Suffering from a blinding spiritual ailment, denial of their self

So when you see a soul, out of control, it has lost its traction

Use your spiritual senses to ‘see’ the language of its actions

Underneath the derailed earthly vices lies a soul that can be tamed

Underneath the aggressors mask lies a soul that weeps in pain

See through the layers of aggression until you see Divine Breath

So you can facilitate the healing of this earth from its spiritual death

by S.V

Take Care see you in at the next HFW