The world is waking. The sun tints the eastern sky
in rose and gold. Noisy engines cut through the silence, drowning the gentler
twitter of songbirds. The more raucous crows join the competition, punctuated
by quacking ducks and a blaring stereo.
I long for the quiet places.
A famous painting titled, Peace, depicts a tree standing alongside a roaring waterfall,
holding a nesting bird. It is the perfect depiction.
Our peace is in our
hearts, not in the world. With your help, Lord, I can sit beside the gurgling
brook in spite of the world’s noise, if I will
only remember where true peace resides. Amen
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