Let Karma Speak

 

Let Karma Speak

Acting like a teacher,
as if they know the wind,
as if they understand life better than anyone,
when their own steps stumble
over a foolishness they refuse to see.

Sometimes my heart wants to shout,
to look them in the eyes and say,
“Enough. Stop.”

But I’m learning to calm the storm,
learning not to plant dark thoughts
in the garden of my own heart.

Let it be…
let their words drift away with the wind,
let their path lead them
to whatever truth they must face.

For every action,
a shadow always follows,
and God never forgets
to write the ending of every story.

If karma must arrive,
let it come on its own—
without my wish,
without staining my heart.

I simply want peace.