The Master said
How can there be peace
In a world that crucifies love
How can there be peace
With so many battles
To be fought
How can there be peace
With so many debates
And arguments and strife
How can there be peace
Where there is no justice
There is peace
Of gently gurgling stream
Of cooing baby
In your arms
Gentle breaths
Of sleeping puppy
Warmth of hug
Smile of a gentle soul
Quiet stillness of prayer time
Thank you
For your peace
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