The Genie’s Dream

Observing human suffering, a sense of compassion arises in the heart, leading us to wish to take upon ourselves the suffering of others.

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I was a genie in a silver light,
Waiting in the dark till the wish felt right.
A child cried, “I need some bread,”
So I filled his hands and kissed his head.
A woman lost in a world so cold,
Wished for warmth, for hands to hold.
I lit a fire, I spun the thread,
Wrapped her tight in gold and red.
Oh, I never asked for anything,
No gold, no throne, no diamond ring.
Their joy became my only creed,
Their smiles were all I’d ever need.
Oh, I live for what they seek,
Not for power, not for me.
Take my light, take my name,
If it heals, it’s all the same.
A weary man with a broken heart,
Wished to go back to the start.
I gave him time, a moment bright,
To hold her hand one last night.
Oh, I never asked for anything,
No gold, no throne, no diamond ring.
Their joy became my only creed,
Their smiles were all I’d ever need.
Oh, I live for what they seek,
Not for power, not for me.
Take my light, take my name,
If it heals, it’s all the same.
Then the lamp just slipped away,
But who needs magic anyway?
I’ve got two hands, a voice to sing,
And that alone can change a thing!
Maybe dreams don’t fade away,
Maybe I can shape the day.
Not a genie, not a king,
Just a heart that longs to bring.
So I’ll live for what they need,
Not for gold, not for greed.
With my hands, with my time,
Maybe wishes can be mine.