I turned around and reached out my hand , Peace be with you I said to the stranger before me .
May peace be with you too he replied
and may your peace along with mine flow easy and free .
I sat down in my seat a lot more relaxed and thought ,
being perplexed is no way to be .
I imagined peace to be a river running
between the borders of humanity .
Without peace in our communities there is no way on Earth that we can ever be free .
Without peace and love there is no longer harmony .
Love is a place where we can be free .
I have faith and hope that one day we will achieve a lasting peace for all the world to see .
I stood there in the church as the priest blessed us thinking I must pray for that peace constantly .
God bring your peace to the world ,
Peace that this world cannot give and with this peace we can be free .
When mass was over I exchanged a smile and a hello to the stranger there before me .
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Reviews of "Never Be A Stranger To Peace"
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on September 22, 2004
Isn't it sad, Paul, when the voice of cynicism greets the words of peace? How can someone call that realism, when what is real is anything that actually comes about... and peace can be a reality, I believe. I'm sitting here weeping because in the world today, a call for peace, such as you've written, too often is ignored. I'm glued to you, now, because you just proved I'm not alone. Thank you. katy xox.
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
Reviewed on September 10, 2004
A beautiful and inspiring poem of wisdom and hope.
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