Caravan
Which if you saw yourself in middle of great crowd, of the which you participate, you observe the ones that they pass, close of you in the walk.
Natural that you are moved, in the face of the ones that they come unfortunate and sick.
The sad and weak, the tired and forgotten them they pull up you melodies of tenderness to the strings of the heart.
However, don't silence that music of the soul ahead of those other ones that seem you happy.
Not rare, you investigate yourself because they pass so many of them, as if they didn't see the fellow creatures suffering, which if they walked under the hypnosis of the luxury and of the pleasure. Don't hurry, even so, in the thorn of the censorship.
To bless and to serve the whole ones, so much as you cannot.
You have enough times, the man that if it advances you in road, in the commandant's of the fortune position, brings a brain stunned by afflictions that you would not get to support; other, that if it shows you wasteful, it is almost always sick looking for the escape in itself own; other although it moves forward, frequently picking up badges and medals for the resources that got to store, is a love beggar, relegated to the solitude; the woman that you saw richly dressed hide in the chest enormous vase of tears that you/they don't get to drop; and that other one that if reveals you for beauty exponent and power, a lot of times, it transports a bile cross inside of the heart.
Don't criticize and nor you stone creature some.
In the earth and out of the Earth, we integrated the immense caravan that moves unceasingly for before.
Don't reprove anybody.
We everybody is traveling in the highways of the life, needing the aid one of the other ones and we everybody is proceeding with understanding headquarters and hunger of God.
Extracted of the Book: Words of the Heart
Spiritual medium: Francisco Cāndido Xavier
Spirit: Meimei