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Peace is a positive
not a silent nothing not an absence of something. Peace is a patch of blue sky wedged between storm clouds the sun shining through. Peace is an island between turbulent streams a bird nesting in its heart. Peace is quiet waters flowing through dark forest washing smooth stones. Peace is a farmer's plow slicing fertile soil for corn to grow. Peace is a sturdy oak whose branches hold leaves singing in the wind. Peace is inaudible prayer of profound gratitude ascending from the heart. Peace is the unseen beyond the yet untouched and only dreamed. by Harold R. Hodgson © July 2003 |
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