The Power of Peace

Like a grain of sand
It began.

A painful slow growth,
Taking root,
Forming anchor.

A nurtured irritation,
Connecting with instincts,
Caressing talents.

A warm silk sensation,
Penetrating pain,
Calming the storm.

The light on the inner journey
Blinding even on
The darkest night.

The right of passage
Hard and long, Though peace
Propelled away from wrong.

The essence of power,
A point of return,
A haven safe.

The ecstasy of peace,
Like a bright pearl dawn,
It opens the days,
Guiding through divergent ways


Logroño January 2002.