(Graeme Edge/Ray Thomas)



After he had journeyed

And his feet were sore

And he was tired

He came upon an orange grove

And he rested

And he lay in the cool

And while rested, he took to himself an orange and tasted it

And it was good

And he felt the earth to his spine

And he asked, and he saw the tree above him, and the stars

And the veins in the leaf

And the light, and the balance

And he saw magnificent perfection

Whereon, he thought of himself in balance

And he knew he was



Just open your eyes

And realize the way it's always been

Just open your mind

And you will find

The way it's always been

Just open your heart

And that's a start



And he thought of those he angered

For he was not a violent man

And he thought of those he hurt

For he was not a cruel man

And he thought of those he frightened

For he was not an evil man

And he understood

He understood himself

Upon this he saw that when he was of anger or knew hurt or felt fear

It was because he was not understand

And he learned compassion



And with his eye of compassion

He saw his enemies like unto himself

And he learned love

Then, he was answered



Just open your eyes

And realize the way it's always been

Just open your mind

And You will find

The way it's always been

Just open your heart

And that's a start

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