I was reading the book Wisdom of the Ages by Wayne W Dyer (a birthday gift by a dear friend) and his take on William Blake’s famous poem Poison Tree. The book is a collection of succinct original essays in which Dyer sets out to explain the meaning and context of each piece of wisdom, and, most important, how we can actively apply these teachings to our modern lives.
The poem is a simple and powerful lesson on basics of maintaining any relationship with communication. Yet, perhaps it is the toughest one to put in practice. I would just quote this paragraph by Dyer which summarizes it beautifully-
I created foes out of those I loved the most. The moment I made them foes, I kept my wrath inside, playing intellectual games with myself, and creating an unbelievably complex scenario that only I was privy to. Thus the inclination to keep my wrath within, unexpressed, allowed me to create what Blake calls a poison tree. I would water it with my tears and sun it with deceitful smiles. And the result? It would continue to grow and bear fruit. And the fruit is definitely poison – so much so that it would eventually destroy those to whom I had given the tag of a foe. There they were, “outstretched beneath the tree.”
Let not the poison tree grow, kill it before it germinates-
“I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.”