
‘til the world becomes a house of prayer for all here he'll sing his song

to know this happens and to hold it in one's hand tears at one Being

bare trees in winter
reveal the connectedness
of all living things
we are one body
how can we ignore the pain
of other members
cutting off those suffering
kills the members who are numb

our hearts are troubled
until we accept the truth
we’re not in control
our lives all interweaving
the fulfillment of wholeness