Each one of us is blessed.
Blessed with swords,
with two blades of strength.
One, sharpened with intellect
and the other,
the other with our potency,
our intense abilities.
Both are powerful.
Both are capable.
Both can build.
And both can destroy.
We can wield these swords
at our own sweet will
for our own sweet interest.
But when
it is time to do so,
when it is time
to put them to use,
May Our God
bless us to choose wisely.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.