Poetry for the Inner Ear

God is around us  more fearful than before world peace falling to pieces hope the wicked and scorners may be wise green space amid woods where we hear divine whisper medicine for narcissists perversity in lips always frets against holy sages increases transgressors

  Soft answer turns away wrath aware of an invisible presence closer to heavenly idea a lifestyle to start again in war city hope fading sorrow woe wounds darkness stings like an adder amid storm of  violence angels of peace will be coming healing earth yet again

  Righteousness delivers from death visited with evil all of their lives many persons go hating others slow to wrath creating peace on earth no greater act of worship massacre follows massacre with wild rapidity when shall we awake?

  Kindness is the principal thing such is the tragedy planet victim of ignorance and nightmare needs precious balm of compassion armor of peace the more violent we become the further we have to fall devil stirs up strife all his days are evil satan waiting for a prey

  Let the righteous be happy witnessed firsthand bombing of Hiroshima never question nuclear disarmament inward wisdom felt from heaven evil will be over if furious devil dies nothing justifies violence hatred greatest catastrophe nearer to walls of temple

 In the top of high places quiet pilgrimage in night wanderings prophet's voice was heard from solitary hills mercy and truth preserve us mischievous people in company with bloodshed devil increases transgressors on earth enduring storm and turbulence pursuing noble deeds wisdom better than chambers of death