I’m looking for a new world (m)
I’m looking for a new world.
I’m looking for a world in which charity is not my only angel and in which no joy or sorrow is too small to be counted in the rainbow of human compassion.
I’m looking for a world where mirrors aren’t haunting. Where brothers and sisters neither hide their faces nor color them sallow in our gleaming kaleidoscope of color. Where catalogs don’t present only caricatures of human possibility and one stripe of our colored rainbow.
I’m looking for a world where life is a choir in which no baritone nor soprano reigns above their common music. Where the silences are upheld as much as the melody as part of the same song.
I’m looking for a world in which quiet and noise are equally celebrated, where we embrace the shadows as much as the light.
I’m looking for a world where my daughters and sons find no shame in holding out their hands, find no remorse in being the relief, nor the relieved.
I’m looking for a world where the lowly and fearful find relief in the strong and confident, where the weaknesses of one are filled by the other.
I’m looking for a world where we see that we have a place, that we are merely players, that we are all part of the same fabric, the same wisdom, the same sunlight.
I’m looking for a world where I can look you in the eye and you will look back at me, smiles or tears. I’m looking for a world where our faces can melt back into our childlike joy, our wonder, where we can radiate in each other’s love and compassion.
I’m looking for a world of dignity, of respect for humanity, where no brother or sister’s voice sounds strange to our ears, where no person’s skin is too different to hold in our embrace. Where no act of man or God deforms us in each other’s eyes so that we are less than human. Where every man, woman and child is worthy in our eyes, in our hearts, in our homes, with our families and at our tables.
