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"Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of the moon." Rumi


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YET

I see an ocean of bloodshed-

of souls who are no more

because they felt that wearing camouflage

and dying for a cause

was the only solution-

of souls who had no choice in choosing

to put their faith in something meaningful

because militant bullies already decided their fate.

tribal, civil and world wars;

it is inconceivable how we take every opportunity

to destroy the shores that welcome every culture.

we see nothing but the worse in each other,

yet we spend millions in an attempt to witness beauty

in all that lies outside, out there in space.

when the beauty we’ve been overlooking

resides inside each one of us;

and if we took the time to gently whisper

words of empowerment,

then we’d be the ones floating in Heavenly bliss

because we’d know the meaning of PEACE.

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As the sun sets and gently absorbs

Every burden laced with anger,

The tide comes in to replenish the spirit.

The evening breeze, the violet hour and the quiet birds

That sleep within the leaves of trees

Bring comfort to a tired soul.

Eternal waves of bliss

Moisten the lips of every heart;

And with a peaceful mind

Humanity shall transcend