is the one who comes to water the grimy garden of your soul and leaves without hogging the tv Continue reading The nicest guest….
who even delivers her mail to us on Sunday! Continue reading Peace employs this postman..
Letters from peace always Come from the far off land Of listlessness and loss to be Stored in the postbox of pain Continue reading Letters from peace…
Solitude pens its poems to us On leafy lustrous pages layered With tender tranquil solutions for matted muddled cold mischief Continue reading solitude’s leafy pages
Peace has its personal reservoir that It never empties out but seems to store Inside us somewhere, on all those secret Dark and dismal, or glued and gruesome planets that we only discover when that Horrid hole of atrophy comes … Continue reading Peace has its reservoir….
The Free Peace Classes are on every single day and can be found wherever you walk as long as you can! Continue reading Free Peace Class is on….
The classroom of contentment Alas always has fewer students Than the bedlam of Tweet Zones Continue reading The classroom of contentment….