Peace is inner harmony not dependent on circumstance. It arises from clarity, acceptance, and alignment with what matters.
Soft blue wash; the room after the music ends
Something that is present and never has an end
Encompassed and encircled prevading near and far
Angled and reflected by ones inner light
A still lake beneath changing skies
How deep our vision sees the depth
Without ripple, without waiver, without doubt to cloud with shame
Without label even though, peace we know is our name
Peace begins with a smile. — Mother Teresa