God speaks to the plenitude of humans in a multitude of tongues to different eyes and ears
But God tells us all in a singular voice beyond all choice regardless of race or culture or fears

That all there is to all of strife and all of life is a resonant song of peace and heart and love
An eternal unraveling passage and internal message that fits into our soul like a hand in a glove

The inevitable turning of a wheel that we assuredly feel of kismet and fate and karmic force
Assures us no one is immune to subsume our death and suffering in their due course

But also assures us that there is a rebirth of a sense of worth and a peace and solace for us all
For within the unfolding and emboldening is an arc toward a bending to the compassionate call

To be a bodhisattva for all humanity in spite of the insanity of mankind’s particular bent
Towards an ego need and bodies that bleed from a cruel and striving and mortal intent