Guest guest Posted October 20, 2007 Report Share Posted October 20, 2007 " Hence, the greatest cutting does not sever. " ~~Tao Te Ching, Lao Tzu~~ The Humanity Tree the Taste Of Freedom is not in a freedom song, whether or not we know the lyrics, ever knew passionate sonatas of fallen grace, or have forgotten every battle hymn we learned along the way, our long long walk though out human history, the Place of Freedom is not a Prayer facing East, or a tear-stained face wailing against a wall in Jerusalem, or a Pledge of Allegiance to any flag, an homage to a cracked mission bell in Philadelphia, it is not a small flame or a roaring bonfire into which hatred and fear are thrown in like sentimental ghosts of an enduring past, the scent of rosewood and apples wafting to the stars, freedom is not a putrid shade of green, in an open, empty and dirty prison cell, smatterings of blood on its walls, nor a well-used cane discarded, nor a white-washed bed flowering with starched roses of St. Theresa, in an easy peaceful death, Freedom is a branch from a living tree, pruned by unseen hands, binding the Darkness to the Light. Love and Peace, Anna Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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