If the veil that covers our minds with darkness were rent
We would see eye to eye. And we would not think
That we were better than another.
It is only this earth
That makes it appear so.
Up there, we are all the same.
And there is a mystery in it.
But we can believe it if we try.
We can imagine how it might be.
And such imagining brings humility,
And love, I think. At least it does for me.
