When
Of all hearts
Each
The
Other
Hears
And
Its own
Thinking
Hearing
Then
Hearts
As in proportion
In peace and quiet
Thrive.
The flame of
Wars
Grows
Dim
Grows
Fading.
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What a stirring summons to peace! First we must attain inner peace, and then outer peace will follow. This is a noble poem. It celebrates an accessible path to spiritual fulfillment, which may or may not include material success. The important thing is that your poem continues the poet's visionary role as you celebrated it in Pushkin.