#peace

THANKFUL I STILL HAVE HOPE FOR PEACE

 

Today I’m thankful I still have hope for peace…

That I still pray peace will one day find all my worlds sisters and brothers

Remembering the words of Mother Theresa:

If we have no peace…

It’s because we have forgotten we belong to one another

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THE MISSING PIECE

 

 As I look out on the world and see hatred rearing it ugly head

and wars that never cease…

It seems to me in this world-wide puzzle we’re trying to construct

we’re missing one important piece.

 

One missing piece…the last piece that would make our puzzle complete.

and until we find this missing piece our life is doomed to be bittersweet.

 

What makes this all the more frustrating…

since this is the last piece of the puzzle we require to succeed.

Is that we know the exact shape and size of the missing piece we need.

 

Love and acceptance are part of that final piece…

We all love our family and our fiends….

but for many…at the border of our family and friends 

is where our love and acceptance ends.

 

What if that missing piece will only materialize

what if our puzzle can only be done…

when the love we feel for our family and friends

extends across the world…to everything…and everyone?

 

When our love and acceptance extends to everyone and everything 

eventually all hatred and wars will cease…

and our puzzle will be completed…

When we add our final puzzle….peace.

 
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A PERFECT PLACE TO START

 

Is there anyone among us…no matter who we are…

Who doesn’t enjoy a moonless night and a walk under the stars?

 

Who doesn’t enjoy a summer rain…the flowers that bloom in Spring?

Who doesn’t feel joy while flying a kite attached to the end of a string?

 

Who hasn’t smiled while listening to the birds sing from the safety of their trees?

Who hasn’t grinned watching those same trees dance to the melody of a summer breeze?

 

Who hasn’t smiled when they see or hear an innocent baby laugh?

Who’s never marveled at a dolphin…an elephant…or giraffe?

 

Who doesn’t smile…stop…even dance a little…when they hear their favorite tune?

Who hasn’t wished upon a shooting star…or tried to touch the moon?

 

What I find so disheartening in this world…what if think is such a shame….

Is how we spend so much time on the things that make us different…

while ignoring the things that make us all the same.

 

Which makes me wonder:

 

If we made more of an effort, as humans, to enjoy these little things…together…

these things that brighten up all our days…

If hate and prejudice and wars…would simply fade away.

 

People say it can’t be done…that our world is too divided… 

too disconnected…too torn apart….

 

And again I wonder:

 

Aren’t the birds, 

the stars

and a baby’s laugh…

a perfect place to start?

 
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I AM THANLKFUL FOR PEACE

 

May we be blessed to acknowledge all the wonders in our life

that have, for us, thus far accrued…

and to begin each day with a word of thanks… 

and thoughts of gratitude.

 

Today I am thankful for the peace in my world…

and I pray all wars and hatred would cease…

so that everyone everywhere in the world

would also be thankful to find peace…

 

I wish those at war would heed Mahatma Grandi’s words

that come directly from his heart, his soul…his mind…

 

An eye for an eye

will only end up

making 

the whole world blind.

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THE KIND OF WORLD I'D LIKE TO SEE

 

May we be blessed some day 

some day soon I pray

 

to live in a world

where we can see into each other’s heart

where our differences bring us closer together

instead of driving us apart.

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OUR SHARED BEATING HEART

 

We marched for peace again on Sunday…and from the very start….

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our footsteps on the ground made the sound of a beating heart.

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The march ended at a park…around a drum circle where…

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we were reminded that a beating heart is something we all share.

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It matters not the color of our skin…our country of origin…if we have different names

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for every person on this Earth…our heartbeat is the same.

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We all share this gift of life…which in itself is fleeting

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but hatred…bigotry and war can stop a healthy heart from beating

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I wish I knew the answer….how long it takes to create….

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for a heart born out of love…to fill itself with hate.

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We marched for peace…for same reason we have marched before…

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to hope and pray that no-one ever again…marches off to war.

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Because in our minds it’s simple…war and hatred and bigotry would cease

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If everybody with the same heartbeat…marched together for peace

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STILL WISHING FOR PEACE

 

I began my walk this morning as I do every day…with one exception…there was a full moon lighting my way.

 

So as I do every time I chance to see the moon…

I made a wish for peace…and that she would get here soon.

 

I use to think wishes were to be treasured so I kept mine safe within a jar…

I’d only open it on special occasions like birthdays, rainbows…and shooting stars.

 

But peace did not blanket the Earth…no matter how many wishes in my jar I ‘d stuff…

which led me to believe…perhaps I wasn’t wishing hard enough.

 

So I tossed my wishing jar aside and came up with a different plan…

now I wish for peace on everything I can.

 

I wish for peace on the clouds…on every star I see at night…

I wish for peace in the darkness and on the sun’s first light.

 

And though I still wish for peace once a year as I blow out the candles on my cake…

I also wish on ladybugs and butterflies…when skipping stones across a lake.

 

I wish for peace to every God…my wish is nonsectarian…

on the wishbone of a turkey…even though I’m vegetarian.

 

When I see a white horse…when I cross my fingers…

at the seashore when I pick up an empty shell…

when I find a penny on the ground…or toss one into a wishing well.

 

It’s true so far I haven’t seen the peace in the world that I’ve been wishing for…

but I shall keep wishing still….

because even if this particular wish doesn’t come true…

perhaps the next one will.

 

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ONE PEACE AT A TIME

 

I love puzzles…puzzles of any kind…jigsaws, crosswords, writing poems…any puzzle that stimulates my mind.

 

In a puzzle I can see the big picture as I search for the right piece…the right word…the right rhyme…while realizing the only way to complete the puzzle is one piece at a time.

 

Our Earth looks like a completed puzzle from deep in outer space…beautifully round, blue, green and white…every puzzle piece in place.

 

But looking at the Earth from on the Earth…from the place where I am sitting…although the pieces seem like they should go together…as of yet…they’re not all fitting.

 

With so much hate…so much enmity…so many puzzle pieces at war

the puzzle that is Earth is much more difficult than any puzzle ever solved before…

 

It is, perhaps, the most difficult puzzle we will ever have to solve…so we must gather together our patience…our courage…our wisdom…our resolve

 

Knowing it will not be easy…it will take compassion…determination and grit…

for not until everyone on Earth is free can all the pieces fit.

 

At times we’ll experience little victories…other times we’ll feel defeated

but imagine how the Earth will feel…once this puzzle is completed….

 

Trying to solve a puzzle at war with itself is certainly an uphill climb…

but we can solve it…

as long as we’re determined to solve it…

one PEACE at a time.

 

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WHEN WE'RE HOLDING HANDS

 

One of the first ways we feel love flow into us from another person is in a gesture simple but grand…it’s when we reach out as a baby and hold a parent’s hand.

 

Okay…chances are we only grabbed one finger…after all…they had humongous adult hands while our baby hands were small.

 

But we both felt it at that moment…felt the love between us linger as they held onto our hand and we…onto their finger.

 

And as we grew…so did our hands…and we came to understand how safe, secure and happy we felt when we held a loved one’s hands.

 

It looks as if holding hands is a simple act…nothing too extreme…but along the road of life we realize holding hands…is not as simple as it seems.

 

We learn in the simple act of holding hands all the things we silently say…how when two hands come together there is so much we convey.

 

Holding hands is sharing friendship, kindness, love, trust and security…it’s a way to multiply our joy, divide our sorrow…to show compassion and sympathy.

 

I imagine that’s why as death is imminent…through the tears we cry…

we want to hold hands one more time with our loved one…before we say goodbye.

 

Wouldn’t it be amazing if the whole world came to understand…

the key to peace and love and kindness…

can be found in simply holding hands.

 

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