Why is it so difficult to give up old perceptions when it is clear that what we really know is only a fraction of what there is to be known? The tiny fraction we see is not the only way it is. Whenever we say, "I know it," it means that we no longer want to struggle with other ways of seeing it. But the way we once saw it may not be the way it is now. Certainly the way something is now does not determine that it will always be that way because we are, all of us, on a journey whose ultimate destination is unknown.
Then Silence
will gather all the words
within itself,
the graves will return
in the ocean of eternity.
And every word
that has been spoken
about peace and love
will be recognized
like a bright light
by that spirit
that has come to rest.