The following was yet another poem composed by me and published once upon a time in our local weekly magazine's Poet's Corner in late 1979
Peace is the most covetible possession on Earth,
And the greatest treasure in the entire Universe,
It is a divine attribute,
A quality of the soul,
It fills the pure heart,
Deserts the lustful,
Escapes the greedy and selfish beings.
And the greatest treasure in the entire Universe,
It is a divine attribute,
A quality of the soul,
It fills the pure heart,
Deserts the lustful,
Escapes the greedy and selfish beings.
Peace is an ornament of the sage,
A state of quietness,
A freedom from disturbance,
Anxiety, agitation & violence,
Peace is a kind of harmony,
It is silence, calmness & rest,
Being the happy natural state of mind,
It is is birthright.
Peace is like a seed,
Slowly sprouting from under the soil,
And like a bud,
That opens ii the depth of the most silent hours.
In a state of peace and love,
People evolve and grow in their distinctive culture,
Developing perfect civilization.
Peace dwells not in outward things,
But deep within it's own soul.
For Peace, war is his disgrace,
So, withdraw from external objects,
Meditate rest in your soul,
And you will realize everlasting Peace !
