Peace

Kavita’s poem on peace in the dark times is like a prayer that is meaningful with Christmas and New Year celebrations on. An exclusive for Different Truths.

I dream of a ‘thousand paper cranes’
Flying horses with silken flowing manes
Neighing with abandon over the parched earth
Birds dropping feathers of joy and mirth
To be inside the bubble the blue whale blows
To jump high up on the trampoline in a circus show
To swim with the sharks without a cage
To live in a world without any rage
To paint the sun in a rare shade of yellow
To trap the moon under my night pillow
I dream of the twig in the beak of the dove
Bringing love and kindness from a God above
I dream the year will be different soon
And to this virus mankind will be immune
I dream the weeping willow will weep no more
I dream of peace from shore to shore.

Picture design Anumita Roy by Different Truths