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What Does Peace Sound Like?
Can you feel it in your heart?
In this silence of light, do you hear the words through the trees?
The message of being lightly under each falling leaf?
The cradle of air aware.
The glow through the clouds.
The love through the pain.
The simplicity of interbeing again.
Somedays, the message is only sound,
with no goal of comprehension,
only sound.
Only sound,
arising and falling,
and arising again.
Just like these words.
They are only sound until your meaning becomes.
What meaning do you put to the chimes of wind?
To the truck passing by?
To the ache of existence?
To the little bird speaking?
To joy?
In the light of day,
it is the weight of these sounds that bears the night.
The weight behind our beliefs.
Where do you carry it?
And why?