peace 1

fairy stitching garland 1.4.14

The world is full of sad souls
some are only sad, looking for peace
others not so simple
they cant rise above their misery
and dont want anyone else to be
so when you are at peace
let it grow inside your heart
like a meadow of grass green
dotted with wild flowers
so that, when a stampede hits
a herd of anger, envy unleashed
let it trample your meadow
but only for awhile
in a day or two
the green grass will lift its head
like nothing ever happened.

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