Peace

My heart dreams of peace,
while my mind dreams of supremacy.

May the peace I feel in my imagination
become a reality in my life.

Peace is the child of compassion,
and not the son of compromise.

When my mind breathes in peace even for a fleeting minute,
my heart starts dancing with the flying wings of the wind.

O peace, you are the only one to release me
from my ugly darkness-mind-prison.

Peace can make me smile
even through my multiplying tears.

Today, peace breaks my cruel and powerful fate.

Man-critics and God-critics will never have an iota of peace.

Peace is a stranger to the rigid mind.
Peace is a guest of the flexible heart.

Peace will always treasure and safeguard
your world-oneness-heart.

In Heaven, peace has another name: light.
On earth, peace has another name: love.

Peace of the compromising minds is mortal.
Peace of the sacrificing hearts is immortal.

If you have inner peace,
nobody can force you to be a slave to the outer reality.

Patience, patience, patience.
What you need is patience.
In the heart of your patience you will discover peace-blooms and satisfaction-blossoms.

Suspicion and illusion are never invited to join the peace-party

Peace-dreamer I was. Peace-lover I am.
Peace-giver I shall eventually become.

Peace is the greatest triumph of my heart's universal oneness.

The real in me longs for peace.
The unreal in me longs for power.

Peace is not a complicated foreign word that is difficult to learn.

God and God's Peace together weep at our conscious and deliberate misdeeds.

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What does peace do? Peace blossoms.
What else? Peace spreads.
What else? Peace illumines.
What else? Peace fulfils.

All poems on Peace by Sri Chinmoy

Photo by: Unmesh Swanson