In quiet dawns where soft winds blow,
Let seeds of gentleness take root and grow.
Where voices rise in rage and fear,
Let calm and courage draw us near.
Not forged in steel, nor bound by might,
But shaped in truth and guided light,
Peace is a flame, both fierce and kind,
That burns within the seeking mind.
It asks not silence, nor retreat,
But hearts that meet where kindness greets.
To listen more, to judge far less,
To mend the world in gentleness.
So let us strive with open hands,
Across the seas, across all lands.
Not for a prize, nor fleeting gain,
But for a world that knows no chain.
For every soul, both great and small,
Deserves to stand, deserves to call—
This earth our home, this time our chance,
To rise as one in peace’s dance.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
💖🌹Brenda Marie💖🌹
Spiritual Life Coach & Soul Writer
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