"...Occasions of hatred are never settled by hatred. They are settled by freedom from hatred."
Dhammapada 1.5
Dhammapada 1.5
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I've heard this sweet crescendo
then descend to silence, repeat,
neatly marking a turn from dusk or dawn,
a song
drawn out into the light,
while the singer
remains
hidden.