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Peace


When the lotus
blooms

and the moon
hovers over
the sea

spilling its light
on the waves below,

a lover's kiss
tastes as sweet
as aged wine,

and peace wraps
our world
like a warm,
soft blanket;

if not today,
I pray it is
tomorrow.

Copyright May 11, 2009




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