Simple Words, And Quietness!

i used to write with exploding images, and intricate rhymes. mapping the grand design of passion unfolding. but now i've reached a place of quietness, and simple words, raw honesty, and tiny flames... and i'm at peace with myself. i know that all war is wrong, that hunger and homelessness are a scourge, the result of our own actions. and i feel deeply the responsibility to share in the suffering of one and all. i dont blame anything on God, we havent even touched what God is with our concepts. dont blame anything on politicians, we put them there out of our own apathetic greed. i dont blame lonliness on lovers, you cant know love without having been lonely. age brings with it a deep sense of mortality, and of the value of each fleeting moment. it's all too easy to spend your life fighting and working for things that have no lasting value... i know, i've been there. i learned to look in the mirror, and really see myself. learned to look at myself, and see all others. i've taken responsibility for my thoughts and desires, as well as my actions... so i have no right to judge. compassion, and giving... celebrate the moment. what i dont know i dont have to know... i have enough faith to keep walking. simple words, and quietness!