where is peace
where is peace
does it follow my dusty feet
along the road
is it in the air
does it enter when I lift the latch
singing like a mosquito
it is close, it pulls me
like a refugee
to a bowl of rice
peace, you have found my blood
offered in drops
like bread on the water
you have found
my right hand and my left
stretched out in front of your shadow
and my feet
running shoeless
one with your dusty road
does it follow my dusty feet
along the road
is it in the air
does it enter when I lift the latch
singing like a mosquito
it is close, it pulls me
like a refugee
to a bowl of rice
peace, you have found my blood
offered in drops
like bread on the water
you have found
my right hand and my left
stretched out in front of your shadow
and my feet
running shoeless
one with your dusty road
posted by Yes at 12:02 PM
3 Comments:
firebird... this is an amazing gift of words. so, so beautiful... and hopeful. a peace carried in each individual can heal the whole. thank you!
OH! Wonderful. You found a way to use the mosquito image! This is really nice.
Snowsparkle: thanks for the lovely comment, I do so hope you are right!
mb: You noticed! It just crept its way in...I really liked your suggestion--thanks!
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