A Reason Not to Judge & "Let the Beauty be what we do."

Judgement, Time and an Angel

I tear down the walls of opinion
That separates anybody from me.
I set them free
From the projections of myself.
So I may see them as they are.
I will not measure them with the
Yardsticks of yesterday.
For perhaps in the night
An angel of light
Revealed to them who they are
And today they may be that.

"Time" (my title) is a poem that I found written by "anon." on a back of a bathroom door in California in the '80's.

Here is one I wish I had written: The Ground

Today, like every other day,
We wake up empty and scared.
Take down the dulcimer.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel
And kiss the Ground. Rumi (translated by Bly)