[Poem] Peace | Aishwarya Pratim Rabha

Peace
Peace

True peace is not always silence bound

For peace is in the harmony of little things,

Even in space where there is no sound.

The soul writhes to hear distant hymns

Peace comes not from the absolute

But…in the flutter of the river

In the piper’s flute

And in the windy trees quiver.

True peace is not always silence bound

For peace is in the harmony of little things,

Even in space where there is no sound.

The soul writhes to hear distant hymns.

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