Good morning peace, you bring me humanities tears
The Weeping Willows are strong,swaying through winter’s-smoke.
She said, there is no, why,to fix what we searching for.
The burdens peace must carry,childless,widowed and broken.
She shared her days forbidden to fight,
So gently she passes by our wounded streets.
So beautiful. An interesting portrait of peace as an entity. Also, I love the line, there’s no why to fix what we’re searching for. It captures the ambiguities of life that we all face at one point or another.
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thank you Cheryl Racanelli