His Holiness: “We are all human beings. “

I pray myself to sleep.

He sees no difference

Where compassion grows.

I wrestle passion.

Fear’s fire burns my eyes.

I hear the Dalai Lama’s laugh.

His lightness releases my heaviness.

He says the heart is our temple.

Today I went to that temple

And folded it into a fire

With care crying to carve kindness

In a world that is not.

We all crave peace, happiness,

He shares with a smile.

I crave his peace.

His mother brought him bread

After he was taken away,

A child. He smiles when he speaks.

He wears a cap. The lights are bright.

The paths may vary. Respect nurtures

All—I can feed my flames and you can

Comb your fields or sail with the wind.

Faith and reason go together, he smiles.

I take faith, place it my prayers.

I take reason to quell those needs

Passion feeds, soothe the fear

That reminds me sanity is dear.

His practice does not falter.

It’s in the day to day, where

You and I live, when we choose

To laugh, kneel to pray, honor

The other because though different,

We are the same, courting

Compassion and creating our joys,

Religion breeds hypocrisy he claims.

Love and respect breed

Love and respect.

The world needs peace.

Make harmony. Kindness is his religion.

I live to learn and learn to live.

I take my fire and burn it into hope.

Sanity is a gift most don’t know.

The line seems clear, till you lose

All that is dear.

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