Living Zen Life

warm summer days in Seattle
it seems calm out there
sunbathers bikers walkers dogs.
In an affluent neighborhood 
looks deceive.

The public arena
lost me following my wife's death
I wish to ignore it still
yet my excuse wears thin.

It is my world to love and hold
hard to admit this
having stepped away so long
I will try once more
look within to my heart of compassion
as much for those who march
as for those in high chairs
I cannot love one despise the other
no matter my personal beliefs
I am no one's judge or jury.

Hate is no option.
to walk the Buddha way
is to walk the way of peace
to walk the way of the Christ
is no different
the way of peace 
judging no one
is the only way.

Let it be.