A trick of wording, to catch your attention, I hope. New image on this one too

A gentle fog of purity and peace, Descends upon my spirit, As I prepare to close my eyes in Rest and contemplation.   Even though I try to leave my stress out of the bedroom, Alas I do not always succeed.

And now my friends, it is to bed I go Perchance to dream of a better World, where all is peaceful. Keep peace inside you. Like a seed, let it Grow until it Flowers. Good night. "Peace like a seed"

I leave you now, with a song in my heart, Which the joy of creation instills. Sun sets for all to see, bringing the dark, Where blessed rest and peace flows in rills. Singing my song, I shed my cares and

The light fades, clouds changing; Embers become cinders. Quiet, but for the gentle susurration of Waves, ululating against the shore. Peace descends like a blessing, Seeping in to the cracks and Crevices

Many times, the muse deserts me, The darkness within wins the day. The birds of inspiration have flown the coop it seems. Yet I know that this too shall not stay. If I cannot find peace in this World,

We build walls to keep out the world, Thinking we’ll be safe and warm. Hardened hearts with fear become knurled, Hiding inside from harm. When all outside the window is blue, You’ll always find floating;

There stands a fine line between confidence and foolhardiness. There is a difference between hope, Dreaming and wishful Thinking, and Insanely doing the same, unproductive, Repetitive, wasteful actions

A River of Clouds flowing between stark cliffs of despair; My ship ploughs the waves. Surging against the currents, skirting the rocks and the snares, Seeking peace I crave. § Floating between the sky

I truly hope that everyone in my friends list, Has peace in their hearts tonight, And each night. Let peace spread outward from you in waves, Touching everyone you meet. I know it is not easy, I fail miserably

Good Night my friends. Stare out into the infinity Around you, realizing that you are an integral Part of that infinity. It may make you feel Small, as indeed we are, but we are Also immensely important.

¿HASTA CUÁNDO? Se agotan las almas en los Avernos, las lágrimas brotan por doquier, luchas de hermano contra hermano la paz oculta cada amanecer... La sangre recorre las calles, humanos corren por el miedo,