by Eoin Minihan
Age: over 22
Peace is the beating of butterflies’ wings,
The sea greeting the shore; an embrace.
Peace is a hand outstretched,
A tear of joy; oneness.
Peace is both the bee and the flower;
The grass growing underfoot; a kiss.
The smile of a child to its mother and the smile returned. This is peace.
Life flows to its rhythm and Peace is present in our greatest joys and deepest sorrow, When at Peace we are utterly alone, yet at one with all things.
When we accept difference and realise that we are all the same,
Life becomes the mirror in which we see Peace reflected.
The invisible becomes visible; the intangible, tangible. A silent knowing between souls:
Understanding, Compassion, Bliss,
A Blessing that comes from the stars
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