by Jay O'Toole
The world needs peace. Let's begin with peace of heart, working outward to all.
This peace we seek is it a thing
we find in the land of shadows deep?
Or when this mantra starts to sing
will we its satisfaction reap?
What is this peace we all desire?
Is it a gift or aught for hire?
What picture brings this peace to mind?
A child, that leads the beasts so kind?
Is it a little less of hurt
found in a rounded tent, a yurt?
Or when we cease hostilities
is this the peace we seek of these?
This peace we seek is all quite rare.
We find it soon in the calmest hearts.
A butterfly without a care,
that lights on us when resting starts.
The Man of Peace exudes this trait
to bind all ones still bent on war,
but He can loose them e'er too late,
if hearts will change to be restored.
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prompt: "International Peace Month"
by Jay O’Toole
on August 23rd, 2021