Peace

Peace,

Sometimes a distant dream, sometimes a whole new revolution, and when I seek it within me, I see a new evolution.

How often I hear this word; each day new voices conjure new thoughts, new meanings and sometimes new definitions.

Of what people, what colour and which tongue does war speak?

War, it knows no country, no colour, only of hatred, misinterpretations and wrongs it reeks.

Peace begins with me, my inner self rising to new heights of truth and understanding,

It makes me surrender my fears, the unwanted obligations and worldly issues slowly disbanding.

When I be at peace with my own self, I realise, I appreciate, I respond and I achieve more each passing day,

Than just pondering aimlessly over disagreements with me, with people around me and everything that comes my way.

I become the sunshine, the silver lining in a bleak gloomy afternoon,

For my heart and my mind to hope and to acceptance, I can effortlessly attune.

When with me I agree, when with myself I needn’t strive,

I am better at comprehending others and I feel more alive.

There are times when we need to just listen, but how can we with a prejudiced mind?

But when I am at peace with me, new solutions each thought unwinds.

I harmonise with the world around me better, I have faith and belief to bring a better change,

I work towards it with fervour for I have the power to transform even the strange.

I am happy and content; I become more than just a voice,

I am able to bring people closer; I am able to give others a choice.

What is contained in me, is what around me I will radiate,

Sometimes with a tiny smile at an unknown passerby, sometimes with a reason to laugh with friends and sometimes with a little kindness, a fraction of the misery around me, I abate.

I know and I know enough that once upon a time,

There was a world we dream of, a world soothing and sublime.

When I reflect on how this perfect world could be,

I know unless I am at peace with myself and the world, it won’t be at peace with me.