Travel

When I'm on the road I find myself at odd times longing to be around Baha'is. Especially at the airport, where there are so many souls each and all united yet separated by ignorance if their true stations as children of one Heavenly Father, do I so long to be embraced by my brothers and sister. 

Perhaps the limitation is my own. Perhaps I ought to be more courageous

Perhaps I ought not hold back the fires burning in my heart. 

Of course we are all one human family. Of course I can show love to all who cross my path,

but if the reality of man is his thought

then is it not natural that I would long to look into eyes that are open to world.