A Poem

Those who are strangers to war
Should devote themselves with fervor
To Music
Those who are strangers to war
Should devote themselves with fervor
To Music

Put down the fences and arms
Raise up your hearts and your voices
Turn off the burglar alarms
The world is a refuge of choices

Those who have given up hate
Are free to be part of the oneness
Do not compete or debate
Fullness is emptiness wholeness

All my Relations
All the Directions
All of the deepness
Inside of me

My mitochondria pulsing with hydrogen
A mystical miracle called ATP
For without this stuff there would be no me
Even though Geshe-la says this can't be

All who are strangers to war
Should devote themslves with fervor to music.
a 13th century mystic maybe influenced by Rumi.