Dove of Peace
Peace is more than
the absence of war,
enveloped in the ovum
of a tranquil repose.
Peace is more than
the phoenix rising
from the ruins
of Stalingrad and Berlin.
Peace is more than
the terrible silence
of the ashes of Hiroshima
and Auschwitz.
For, real peace rests
in all nations just,
in accord and friendship,
mutual respect and trust.
Real peace means
the extended hand
of all faiths in amity
in every land, and
mothers breastfeeding
their babies in serenity.
Real peace means
the bliss of building
new habitats and cities,
where concrete shelters
are needless,
where shaky shields
are useless.
Real peace means
tranquil fields
where farmers sing, planting
rice, sowing seeds of soy
and wheat and rye in joy
in the pristine morning.
My soul
all the days
yearns for peace,
soaring upwards
in the rays
of the dawn sun,
longing for
Noah's rainbow.
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poem by Paul Hartal
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