Divine Concord: A Cosmic Tapestry

Amada Paul Israel
@israelamadapaul172464
2 months ago

O, let us dwell in harmony’s sweet sphere,
Where hatred’s shadow findeth no abode,
Nor harm doth pierce our brethren’s tender heart,
For all are vessels of one sacred breath.

Formed by the hand divine, our souls did blend,
To roam this orb, a transient home we keep.
Why spill the crimson tide of kindred veins,
For temporal gains that fade in death’s embrace?

Greed, thou art but a gilded serpent’s tongue,
To crave a plot that dust shall soon reclaim.
We, ashes to the ash, in grave conspire,
No soil is won when life to tomb doth yield.

Raise we our souls ‘gainst vice’s foul deceit,
And strive ‘gainst ills with valorous accord.
Let ailments flee from love’s celestial balm,
And peace, a phoenix, rise from discord’s ash.

Together, we as one, a cosmic thread,
Upholding truth with righteous hand and heart.
Forsooth, we are one cosmic tapestry,
From life’s first dawn to twilight’s gentle fade.

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