peace.

crazy is it not?

to dream and bathe in peace and tranquil.


the stillness of silence may be overbearing for most

to some, the select few, we can bask in it alll rather gently and do not find the warmth
of mothers and sun to be painful or a burden to drag and to weigh.

diamonds in trees and streams as the breeze playfully glides throughout with the hurry of time.




lay back and graze in an open field close to the corner of a round and plump hill, brother to mountains.

shower in the warmth of sun rays spreading like silk over the land.



and breath the air that belongs to you and the world, belonging not to one. filtering through us all.. a shared wind.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I knew peace a few time in my life. I roamed the tropics of South and Central America. Free climb into the solitude waterfall. To know peace in this world needs a great miracle. I believe will take a world revolution. Could happen? One day we may tire of useless war and violence. A excellent poem. You made me think.
Coyote