Given that peace is our common ground
Would there be harmony between us?
Can seeds of hope sprout from the graves of war?
Until our children's children harvest their sweet first fruits?
Given that justice is our common ground
Would there be forgiveness between us?
Can seeds of trust sprout from our tormented souls?
Until our children's children harvest their sweet first fruits?
Given that love is our common ground
Would there be respect between us?
Can seeds of sacrifice sprout from our imperfect lives?
Until our children's children harvest their sweet first fruits?
Can transcendence be our common ground?
Where every death is not an end, but a new beginning?
Can seeds of heaven sprout from every agony of pains?
Until our children's children harvest our first sweet fruits?
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