I’m not a poet by any stretch of the word so forgive me if there are glaring mistakes in its formatting. It was just something that came to me while taking my evening walk.
A Reflection of Peace
Seems the more I thought about the harder it was to describe
Is it something to be sought or something you hide?
Is it easily given, does it easily stray
Is it something that drives evil away?
It’s getting harder to say
Lips form to speak it but bodies convey
An outer reluctance to share
In all of its ways
Is peace a promise of tomorrow without any sorrow?
Is it lip service from one but embrace of another?
Does it fit like a glove?
Have you running for cover
Is it feeling elated when others succeed?
I know for a fact it’s not based on greed
Greed you say, now I implore
Peace I believe is a time to explore
Peace isn’t something you want to attack
When seeing in others something you lack
Peace sometimes means standing your ground
When heartlessness seems to abound
Peace is practiced without being preached
Peace is given, not being beseeched
Peace is given not torn asunder
Peace is a feeling regardless of blunder
Peace isn’t disparaging from one to another
Peace is the acceptance and embrace of each other
And regardless of differences discovered
Peace is about feeling at ease
It’s not about a need to appease
Peace is different in every extreme
Peace is something we learn as a team.
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