The first recorded poem I ever wrote was about peace. I was shy of ten.
In one of my earliest free-topic essays I wrote for elementary school, I described a utopian world where there are no borders and everyone speaks the same language so they can understand each other. (Not unlike ‘Imagine’ of John Lennon. Although I didn’t know him or was familiar with his work, at the time).
Today I have the understanding that what we perceive is what we project, consciously and unconsciously, individually and as a collective, as a community, as the human race.
Still, I find it hard to consolidate my understanding of the energies at play with my perception and emotions.
This poem is not written through the eyes of an innocent child. However, it is not without hope.
Let the light chase away the darkness starting with ourselves. Handle with care, love and a large dose of compassion.
Love yourself,
Love your neighbours.
~Leor
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Let the light chase away the darkness
July 2014
When the sounds of war
roam the land
I want to offer words of solace to you
About a dying age
and winds of change
But the old energy is fighting in me too
Instead of leaving my mark,
I’m departing again
From another attempt
to plant some roots
A tarot card warning
about clinging to the past
still plays in my head
like a broken tune
The sounds of war
never left the land
I’m not sure how to offer solace to you
And a young generation
bringing winds of change
The old energy still fighting me too
Gaia calling out my name
From the places I’ve walked before
through my lives
The winds whispering the tales
How new generations
will end tears and strife
When the sounds of war
bellow through the land
I look for some solace in you
Tell me again about a dying age
and how Light
can bring
Peace
to me
too
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