life
Bias

While others feel they’re lost inside.
One is called wise, so hearts start to yearn,
For something new they need to learn.
But in the Master’s gentle gaze,
No saint, no sinner, no wise displays.
She sees no measure, no need to roam—
In her embrace, all feel at home.
Sky

Embracing sun, stars, moonlit hue.
Clouds may gather, rain may fall,
Yet it welcomes each, it welcomes all.
Snow may drift or skies stay clear,
In its boundless heart, none disappear.
It holds no judgment, makes no plea—
In its embrace, all are free.
So keep your heart as wide as sky,
With space for every small joy to fly.
Let it stay or drift away,
Be untouchable, vast as sky.

