Forgiveness | Pushmaotee Subrun
With forgiveness armed
With selfless love brimming
Be the peacemaker
With forgiveness armed
With selfless love brimming
Be the peacemaker
Farewell bitterness
Adieu hate and vengeance
Welcome compassion
The blighted in gloom
Clung hard to the shining torch
Sought peace in denial
War Scenario Clouds, Gun Fires
Bombing, No Peace, Worried World, Helpless People
Ceasefire, Maintain Peace and Harmony
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Ghosts of the past descend upon
today, machicolating glowing fury
upon the diurnal cavalcade. Beneath
serried corbels in the Jerusalem stone
parapet, humanity in camo queues at
the burning road, makes ready to dance
with fire. Of a sudden, a sanguine bugle
throbs the air: Stand down, ceasefire!
Out of thin air, that is not really so thin,
but is beckoned by the better angels of
our nature, mankind has gathered dire
strength to face down what haunts us.
Trace roses, stars of movement and magic precincts,
Pick a flower,
Behold! It is a smile of inexhaustable lightness,
Alive in a life of bliss within.
Simplicity!
Time frozen in cascading delight,
Senses awake, soaring on a higher plane.
A sibilance of silk.
Tranquility!
Calm the rush,
To percieve the miracle of transformation in the pursuit of happiness,
Truth of nature poised,
The wonder explained.
Revelation, in all its glorious splendour.
Serenity!
A solitary pigeon perches on a telegraph pole
And sings her call.
Other than that, the world is quiet.
The constant rush of rubber on tarmac
Has finally ceased.
Gone, the mechanical birds, bees and bugs
Filling the air with their droning busyness.
The warm wind has dropped,
Hushing the rustling.
And even the neighbourhood dogs respect the silence,
Sleeping soundly.
The only noise is that of sunshine
And Nature, exhaling her contentment.
The pigeon starts! and takes to the air.