An unkind thought is a double edge blade.
It cuts the sender and receiver.
If our thoughts covered receivers
with visible colors, what colors
would the world be?
Am I creating rainbows of harmony
or do dark colored clouds fill my world?
May I have a palette of compassion yellow,
healing greens, sacred purples, love-filled
rose, serenity blues, golds of the Divine.
May I paint with huge swatches of joy,
harmony, and love until the world at last
is how it was meant to be.