Peace flits above our heads, tantalizing yet elusive,
Like birds we can see but not quite catch hold of.
Once in a wonderful while, someone coaxes a bird to his or her finger,
Sharing peace with the world.
These people are precious miracle-makers,
Because they give Mother Earth a chance to catch her breath.
Like birds we can see but not quite catch hold of.
Once in a wonderful while, someone coaxes a bird to his or her finger,
Sharing peace with the world.
These people are precious miracle-makers,
Because they give Mother Earth a chance to catch her breath.




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