I’m not sure why I haven’t shared this yet. It’s almost a month now..

Not long ago I came across with this poem. It did lit my hearth up. Made me smile. Gave me hope.

Hope, that humanity will wake up; we might think this time, recognise our faults and change our habits. Habits of the way we live, and treat the Planet Earth, and everything and everyone lives on it.

Exactly how I see it, the poem paints a beautiful but painful picture for all of us. Chaos is needed in order to help this transitioning to a higher level of consciousness… but there will be suffering, and confusion, and pain with grief.

This is a beginning of the and of this era, and we are all together on this.

However the picture doesn’t show this at the moment, because the majority of people are selfish and egoistic, even now or even now.

In times of struggle and uncertainty people need hope and beauty even more. Hope. Kindness and beauty can exist during times of chaos.

The poem do realise that some people don’t have the privilege to create this kind of beauty out of their situation, they can’t just make art and meditate, they have to struggle to survive. But everyone can resonate with themselves.

This poem is just like any kind of pray; Faith gives you hope in hard times, to survive and not just physically, but mentally.

I think sentiments like these are coming from a good place, and from good people who truly want to be catalysts for positive change in the world.

And that we should all work together against just a threat and an invisible enemy we cant even see.

We have to come together as one and think about everyone.

We all need light in a darkness.

It’s not about prioritise self growth in this time and don’t care about others. It’s about build something new within ourselves. To be able to see differently.

The poem is about changing, in the future when we are past this, to create a NEW WAY GOING FORWARD so maybe we don’t end up here again.

This poem become a part of me and thinking about it all day while I’m working out there and seeing the madness what fear and panic caused.

I’m afraid too, not knowing what comes next but no matter what we must stay positive, keep our hope and faith but must be there for each other because only together we can get through this.

I have an aim, to get this poem – The People Stayed Home (poet @kitty_omeara) to be translated to all the other language to get to this as many people as possible. I needed this and I know others will need it too.

Share it, tag friends and family, put the poem in your language in the comments. Lets connect and spread the love.

 

Peace&Love

Miti

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