Beauty from Chaos

 I am going to be posting some of my writings here...for me, but to whomever else might read them, they are for you too!

Evolution

So much hate, suffering and sadness in the world. I want to gather the wounded and hurting in my arms and
Soothe their pain away;
Gently rock them back and forth as I 
whisper my love into their shattered souls.
What would this world look like if we cared more for 
Others' hearts than for our own rights and demands?
Could we do that? 
Would we do that? 
What is stopping us?
Perhaps it is the shattered that feel the need to lash out.
Perhaps it is the wounded that fear closeness to others.
Perhaps we are all suffering in some way that

Hinders our compassion.
Perhaps we must all experience brokenness so that we may have 
Empathy.
If we let our wounds, suffering, and pain evolve into understanding,
What a different world this would be.