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What does it mean to be pure of heart? |
In the silence of a thoughtless mind, Where shadows merge with light entwined, A heart untainted, void of claim, Sees no guilt and knows no shame. It smiles upon the storm and sun, As one who knows all deeds are one; No joy in virtue, no sorrow in sin, For all is part of what has been. No judgment lingers in its gaze, No need for blame, no need for praise; It dances through both dark and bright, In equal steps, with equal light. A heart so pure, it does not choose, For nothing here is left to lose; It walks the line, unseen, untold, Where stories of the soul unfold. In the calm of its serene embrace, All opposites find their true place; No more the fight of wrong and right, Just the endless peace of day and night. So smile, pure heart, through all you see, For you are boundless, wild, and free; Beyond the game of loss and gain, You are the truth in joy and pain. |