COMPASS + PASSION = COMPASSION

Poem composed on May 12, 2009

A compass points to a direction
And thus determine the destination
The spirit trust in utmost obligation
The soul in faith makes the decision

Passion is the force of affection
The fuel needed for activation
The spirit hopes in anticipation
The soul loves in full perfection

The compass and the passion
Together in combination
Leads to and bonds a union
In compassion

LOVE IS A DECISION BASED ON COMPASSION

It is not made by a stirred entangled emotion
Nor under the influence of any love potion
It does not dwell in romantic hallucination
Nor fall into the trap of superficial deception

It travels through the course of evolution
In which there are much space for motion
In allowing the person in consideration
To freely examine and test his/her devotion

The final ending is determined by predestination
And thus so when one is presented with rejection
One should think of it as either a temporary isolation
Or simply an incompatibility disaster prevention

The heart should be set free in liberation
Because in freedom there is no condemnation
Brokenness is not a disease needing prescription
But simply an answer to a long pondered question

To let go of the position and surrender the situation
As if being involved in a charitable contribution
Giving cheerfully without having any expectation
Only then disappointment will not be in the condition

And only then could destiny plays its function
Cutting short the exhausting waiting duration
And finally accomplish its vision and mission
In delivering the union with utmost precision

This goes out to all Nazi bretherns that might be experiencing this... I was talking to a member recently and discussed about passion, affection and compassion and decided that passion and affection are lust based while compassion is unconditional love based... Passion and affection focuses on the self while compassion focuses on others and surprisingly if we have compassion, we set the person free and by doing so, we are not so much releasing the person for the person's good rather we are releasing ourselves from misery! Setting ourselves free to fly high... After all eagles are the only birds that upon encounter with thunderstorms, elevate themselves higher than the clouds to find a peaceful sky... so I thought I tag you guys to see what you guys think about the poem and the content of it...

In terms of style this is more like a medley... I dunno somehow it just leads to that...
But the equation is compass + passion = compassion

A wise friend once said: 'passion is only a fraction of the love equation'