Love Thy Hater (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Little Planet on The Prairie

Soul that is kind is soul divine,
Mind segregated is most unholy kind.
Helping the helpless is holiness alive,
Day of the living is day of the divine.

The living never die,
the dead never live.
Body dies, not deeds –
Deeds live, not creed.

My heart that holds Mevlana as brother,
also holds Tom (Aquinas) as bosom buddy.
Many ideas of both are out of date today,
yet both are epitome of heart’s purity.

Make every molecule the home of love,
let no divisive tradition taint your fervor.
Human begins at the end of hate –
Restrain the hate, but love thy hater.