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Philosophical Poetry by Nachi Ma © Nachi Ma, All Rights Reserved.
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Paradise is the Heart Itself

The man has invented poison and is waiting for God for an antidote... just like everytime, he does something incredibly foolish breaking the serenity of this world... by an invention or an act so horrible surging an unending saga of pain, inflicting wounds upon self by blind hatred and indifference

what insanity is this to plant bombs and fire guns at lives so innocent thinking paradise will bloom on a path left charred by the fire of destruction...

does he not know, this creation of God that paradise is not a remote island unattached to consequences of man's intent and will, so removed fromĘthe heart?

Paradise is the heart itself ... it is a journey that expands further and further into the depths of love and light.

The animals that kill for hunger are called wild beasts and what insatiable hunger this is, in us humans, that feeds on itself and calls itself human, a touch above the rest of all God's creation - holding such pride in vain.

God doesn't understand this tone of hatred, the compound of poison, that kills and destroys everything, all the ills that man wishes on another, all the pains that he inflicts are just not something that God can understand...

If God were to act as saviour against its own creation...
then God would pose to be an enemy,
a partisan to this side or that.

If God waits for sense to prevail in mankind
then God is blamed for being mute and blind...

God is made of Love... and Love is all he knows.
Man may confuse hatred for love but for God...
there is not one and the other love is all there is.

No matter how loud we shout for peace how many bombs we plant on the other side thinking that the deafening noise and the rubble of dust soaked with blood, the residue of life would make man any wiser, any more peaceful than what he is now...

Paradise is not a distant goal or space to be bargained or a battle to be won over, crafted by mindless violence. Paradise is a space of breath and awareness where love resides, and absolute peace enveloping everything within and outside.