A Candle for the Victims of Hatred

A Candle for the Victims of Hatred

Today, I paused in front of a candle painting I created some time ago.
As I read the news and saw yet another tragic event unfold, I found myself drawn into a moment of silence rather than words.
The loss of innocent lives due to acts of hatred continues to occur in different parts of the world, and it never becomes easier to comprehend. The recent tragedy near Bondi Beach in Sydney weighs heavily on the heart. It is devastating to see how misguided hatred and violence can abruptly end lives and leave deep wounds in their wake.
A candle is small and fragile, yet it shines clearly in the darkness.
Looking at that quiet light, I offered a moment of remembrance for the victims. Though I do not know their names or stories, their lives mattered, and they should never have been taken in such a way.
Hatred only breeds more hatred; it heals nothing.
I sincerely hope for a world where crimes driven by hatred no longer occur, where differences are met with understanding rather than violence. Even in moments of silence, remembrance and refusal to accept hatred carry meaning.
Today, the candle was not merely a painted image.
It felt like a quiet call to return to our shared humanity.