Brushstrokes of Reflection
The Fragile Balance of Peace
Published in
Sep 21, 2023
In a glade, where children danced with glee,
A scene of joy, people living free,
A mountain valley, standing proud and tall,
Life embraced peace, for one and all.Until the glade transformed to mournful ground,
The people faced days with darkness profound,
The mountain valley reduced to ashen waste,
Chaos engulfed, leaving nothing in haste.Now, the children's laughter once again resounds,
People savor moments, life's beauty surrounds,
The mountain valley stands in tranquil grace,
But only in paintings, a bittersweet embrace.Brushed by human hands,
This tale is told,
Of how they defined,
Then destroyed,
Their own peace, behold.
