all is Paradise
Home is a place
there is no desire to leave
the more you are there
the more you see
the fruits multiply
visitors may come to you
you welcome them
and listen
and watch
the colors change
hear the notes
the changing melodies
and keys
there is no one who comes
who is not a blessing
every stranger that arrives
has come to be your friend
to meet you
and you them
to see their innocence
to understand them
and see the oneness
the robes of different colors
fall away
as we talk
the language may sound different
but the one meaning
whispers always on...
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