The Force That Heals

following ther footprints
of Shantideva,
i found the cross of Jesus,
the uncarved block of Tao.
heard the dedicated prayers
from the mosques,
and the temples alike.
and felt the Great Spirit,
coming and going...
and i knew it all to be but this...
that every step be to relieve
the suffering of the many,
that every hand to share the cup,
that ears given to listen,
and hearts to understand,
become the force that heals!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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