When whispers of peace come to us
under starless skies or from ways unknown
except through heartlines,
we must stop, listen and breathe in
the blissfulness of the silences.
Notes unheard and birds unflown
then emerge in new songs and fresh flights,
easing the ways and
softening the days.
Listen, know and
move above the warring ways
into realms where
peace prevails
and all is well.
