Peace lives
as the shadow of war-
where gunmen smell darkness
in every flower-
when this heart morphs
into a desert
peace comes out
as succulent
with spine-
peace is the mirage
of the green shadow,
walking with a lute
in hand-
yet you are deaf-
Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Peace @ Poets United
sumanar/lekha 
Ah yes indeed, peace is there like the divine universe. Peace is. We have only to stretch our hand out and grasp it. I luv this poem.
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Let me amplify the Lute. Let me help to grow the mirage into reality. Poignant. ♡
where gunmen smell darkness
in every flower-
it amazes me how humans can blacken their soul…and keep walking…bkm
Peace is….peace is not. I like the image of peace growning as a succulent in the desert.
Stunning imagery in this poem, Sumana, especially your closing lines. So powerful!
Sumana,
Indeed, the world is a very sad and dangerous place, with wars and rumours of wars..while we all wish to have the simple peace required just to live..some simply don’t want to know, if they are never impacted..
We are tone deaf to peace…it’s as simple as that. Great piece!
What a startling image: to smell darkness in a flower. And yet, why not? What do gunmen know of peace?
Every flower does have darkness…the reason why the world is never without a war going on somewhere. Sad reality.
Such truth in your imagery. That someone would find darkness in a flower. Some will never know peace, perhaps because they simply don’t want to.
Elizabeth
https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com
Fantastic poem and I find this so stunning “peace is the mirage
of the green shadow,
walking with a lute
in hand”
The termination of war is no consolation to grieving widows who have lost so much, and children now without fathers. Sadly conscripted soldiers are but cannon fodder for politicians greed and foolishness.
Lovely… especially gunmen smell darkness
in every flower- !
If we cannot hear the lute, may we are train our ears to recognize and respond to its vibration… wonderful write Sumana!
Wonderful, with perfect closing lines!
I wonder if scientific speculations on COSMOS, LIFE and CONSCIOUSNESS can be a form of mass entertainment. After all, spending an entire life asking no existential question is like enjoying a picnic blindfolded. Isn’t life a picnic in space?
https://wondernspeculate.wordpress.com/