The Salt of the Earth

Blessed are the poor in spirit

Blessed are they that mourn

Blessed are the simple and meek

Blessed are the pure at heart…

For we are

The salt of the earth

The lamp of the world

Rich in eternal living

The hill that cannot be hidden

Would you dampen this glow?

The golden promise of hope

For a moment of perfection?

Our obsession with oppression

With our time here

We have to decide

to pick and pry

our battles as they are given

examine up close in definition

even with out a fraction of a hint then,

you just pave as you go

these crooked roads lead the minds eye

to our own side street of understanding, perception, and reality…

“Acquire a peaceful spirit, and all around you thousands will be saved."

saved by our own hearts desires,

spark fires,

become these outliers

Only then, will we clearly see that

Becoming your own savior

is the truest key to

sublime

utter peace

for all humanity

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