Want to Touch the World
I want to be as free as a wild horse
trampling through the forest brush. I want to
grow as graceful as a fawn, fur as soft as it's
eyes. I want to sing like the whale sings on it's
midnight escapade . I want to be as a mystifying
as a glassy pond hidden deep in the forest. I
want to be as beautiful as a young cardinal
learning to fly. I want to be colored a
heartwarming pink, like an ever-blooming rose
outside a frosted window. I want to be the
breeze between the trees, and the water after
a pulsing comes. I want to be stars falling
through the sky, jumping through the clouds,
and waiting for the sunlight to dim. I want to
be as cunning as a fox. I want to be the eyes of
the tiger burning through the grass, camouflaged
until it feels captivity. I can help you. I can
help you like I help the sun go to sleep, and the
moon arise, and the nature be born. I want to
reach out and touch the world with the delicate
fingers, releasing the peace through my
fingertips. I want to bind the wound between
love and hate.
by Kristen Bishop
Whenever I dream, I dream Peace.
Somehow it just comes naturally to me.
Sometimes I dream about my horse
running freely through the pale white flowers in the meadow.
I can tell when someone is dreaming peace
because they have a large sparkle in their eye.
But when people dream about war
their eyes are red with fury.
When I dream peace I see a feather,
light as a grain of sand,
and soft as silk.
I know peace yet not many people do.
The Peace of the Night
by Cara Rubinstein
As the night's moon gives it's light
children feel the warmth of peace
as their dreams go in their heads
of the howling wolf
cuddling them in her fur.
As the stars float down on their cheeks.
The wind blows through
the daisy's petals .
As the fairies in the roses
wish for people to solve their problems
in a peaceful way.
War is like an ugly face
laughing and making fun of you
as you stand lost in the cold and all
you hear are woodpeckers pecking
The magic of the night's peace
comes when everyone is sleeping.
Don't you wish it came out more often?