Petals of violence fall quietly around us, not able
to be seen until too late.
Leaning forward, picking petals up one at a time,
can eventually lead to a small community able to
live once again in peace and harmony.
Collectively, petals of violence are too overwhelming
to begin searching for the beauty and good in each
one.
Separately, we can build a solid community,
nationalities being nonjudgmental and giving every-
one unconditional love.
One day there will be an end to petals of violence,
as they all fall onto a landscape of beauty, filled
with colors of rainbows, interiorly as well as
outwardly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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