Peace, peace, peace.
My peace is not the end of world wars.My peace is not the end of world sufferings.
My peace is not the end of world ignorance.Peace, peace, peace.
My peace is the blooming beauty of my heart.My peace is the blossoming fragrance of my soul.
My peace is my sleepless and breathless onenessWith the Will of my Absolute Lord Beloved Supreme.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Paradise is where I bend my knees, 2008
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