No Man Is An Island
No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thine own
Or of thine friend's were.
Each man's death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.
John Donne
John Donne's words resound today. It matters who died when the bombs blasted destruction at the Boston marathon. It tears the heart to witness the agony of grief on every family members' face. These acts of terror signify that we too are vulnerable, we too are a part of the main.
And I long for us to learn that in seeing ourselves as a part of the main, we humans everywhere will set aside the differences that divide us, strive to help each other, and toll bells of freedom and justice.
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