Monday, April 25, 2011

I Hear Peace . . .



Peace flies in through the soul. .
and is bled through the veins of the heart .. ..
freely given as love . . .
a vivid splash of crimson . . .
a scent of copper . .
Peace is
shining like the rays of the sun. . .
Peace is a dream
that calms the ancient wounds . . .
it comes in the tiny drops of dew
that reflect the spectrum of the sun . .
a gift . .
it comes in a melody that soothes
the weary soul . .
it comes on the wings of a snow white dove . .
it comes every moment of every day . .
Peace comes . .
through the music I hear. . .
through the quiet cry of a violin so intimate
to the ear . . . of the musician . .
the heartbeat of the drum . . . describing
a quickening living beat. . .
the gentle touch of fingers stroking
the warm keys of a piano . . .
it comes
like the sweet burning smell
of incense . . .
rising up to the heavens above . . .
tenderly it comes to us
peace
on the wings of mercy . . .

I hear peace
in the music. . .


don't you?




  





each strum of a string
each thump of the bass
each quiet echo
reminds me that I am here
and so are you . . .
we share the same air . . .
and feel the same tides
we know the same sorrows . . . . . 
as we walk through this life
we live in the same house
a home made of stardust
we hold the same memories
of life and death
and we dream the dream
of peace on earth . . .
for our babies
and all that follows . . . 

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