PEACE
...when the kids have gone to bed and the house is quiet.
...when, at daybreak, you realize that it is a weekend and you can go back to sleep.
...when you finally remember the name, or song, or whatever, that has been eluding you.
...when you gaze upon a sleeping face.
...when the only sound heard is the wind thru the grass and trees.
...when you clasp a comforting hand.
...when you witness a dynamic sunrise or sunset.
...when you bow your head in prayer or meditation.
...when the weapons are silent.
5 comments:
That will be a deep silence, indeed, JoeyJo.
What a moment to ponder.
I like the idea of a big old gigantic, ginormous pile of weapons, no longer usable. I'll host the first bonfire, but someone - please check the chamber to make sure the ammo is removed, huh?
Here's to peace.
Margo,
Almost hard to conceive of a non-violent world...how sad.
Lori,
Checking the chambers, good idea!
Sounds like a trick, don't it?!
Peace, Be.
"when the weapons are silent"
Indeed.
Beautiful post.
Mimi,
To be only a grain of sand in your peace ocean is a high honor.
Thank You!
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