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GLOW-ER
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We don't want to stoke the smoldering fires
Of resentment
In the hearts of those already unhappy with us
We might not ever be able to be harmoniously reconciled
With the discontents
But we can refrain from fanning the flames
With the breath of our harsh words
Even if we think we are blowing on the fire to put it out
We can't
Because that red hot coal of the Life Force
Glows in each individual heart
It should never be diminshed by word or deed
Because it is necessary and precious
The Spark of Life in a vast, cold, lifeless universe
A treasure
Even if some irritated bad driver making a rude gesture
Does not at that moment look like the Divine Jewel
In the heart of the lotus.
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