The Instrument

Death is the absence of life

But life is not the absence of death

Life is the thread spun by the Mother Spider of Time

Weaving through death, birth, death and rebirth

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Despair is the absence of hope

But hope is not the absence of despair

Hope is a fire tended by the stewards of the heart

Lighting the meandering path through despair, hope, despair and hope

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Sickness is the absence of wellness

But wellness is not the absence of sickness

Wellness is the river flowing through the body’s terrain

Singing in harmony with every season of sickness, health, sickness and health

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Evil is the absence of goodness

But goodness is not the absence of evil

Goodness is the penetrating gaze of the witness seeing beyond rights and wrongs

Shining into every corner of our soul labeled as good, evil, good and evil

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Between every pair of poles splitting us

We are the instrument

Vibrate the heart song of soul

To the rhythm of love

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乐器

死亡的角落没有生命

但在生命的路程里不能没有死亡

生命是穿过时间之网的蛛丝

将生，死，重生和重死串成布满天空的星河

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绝望的深渊里没有希望

但在希望的跋涉中不能没有绝望

希望是守护心灵的人们一次又一次在黑暗中点燃的火把

照亮了一条穿过希望，绝望，希望和绝望的林间小路

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病痛的人忘记了健康的滋味

但健康的人不会忘记病痛

健康是流淌在身体的平原和高山里的河流

为每一季的健康，病痛，健康和病痛深情吟唱

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恶的阴影里没有善之光

但只要有光，便会有阴影

善良的光是超越了对与错的凝视

坦然见证灵魂里每一个善与恶的角落

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在每一个分割现实的对立中

自我是一架乐器

当心在两极间震荡

便会就着愛的节奏

轻声哼唱起灵魂的歌