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Comment by Deniz Kite on October 24, 2008 at 10:23pm

The Vase

The vase on my table
Exists within space.
It can stay where it is
From and until infinity.
But it needs a continuous care,
For keeping its beauty.

One day if it is broken,
The vase,
The space will keep its existance,
Like the broken pieces will do.

Our poor eyes though,
Like our other human senses,
Won’t see the vase as a whole any more,
But instead,
They will insist on seeing the smaller pieces.

And each piece obviously
Will still be a part of the vase;
Carrying the same qualities,
But unconsciously.

Unless we bring all the pieces together
Beyond our senses,
We will never see the vase again.
So it is;
Many pieces within space,
Are looking for their place;
To feel the whole
And their home they belong.
Deniz Kite, 6th January 2008, listening to Hotel California

Comment by David Gould on October 24, 2008 at 2:56am

Ada, thank you for joining us here on Poetry for Peace...I love the Peace is a woman and a mother with its powerful last verse...I had read A Bridge of Peace on your website and hoped you would post it here...It speaks to my inner self for I have said many times that there can be no world peace until there is Peace among the Children of Abraham.
Judy thanks for joining and giving us a reminder that we need to constantly be spreading the love of peace to our wounded world.
Viviana, theank you for The Waiting...sounds so wonderful in the Spanish...may your light for peace forever burn brightly. (Y mi candil que nunca se apagaba,)

Robby and Deniz thank you for keeping the flow going while I have been away...I keep loosing this messages as I want to scroll back to re-read your words.

And now a little offering inspired by the Imagine Peace Light Tower in Iceland opened by Yoko Ono (John lennon's widow)

Light of Peace

Every time you and I light our many candles for peace,
every light in this dark world is part of this light,
this light is spreading to cover this earth
giving its message of love and hope out
till people no longer need to fight
and bombs become the relics
forgotten of former ages
and guns have all gone
melted to form
something
useful
to us
all

David © 23rd October 2008

Comment by Ada Aharoni on October 23, 2008 at 10:09pm

Thank you very much Robby and Judy for your kind words about my poem. I loved your poems too, they breathe peace....

I am sending again below the poem that did not get posted last time:
PEACE IS A WOMAN AND A MOTHER

If you would like to take part in the Poetry Marathon of the Peace Culture Conference in Haifa in March 2009, please join the group preparing the Conference on "Groups" in IPEACE. We would be delighted to include you.

Cordially,
Ada

Peace Is a Woman and a Mother
By Ada Aharoni

How do you know
peace is a woman?
I know, for
I met her yesterday
on my winding way
to the world's fare.

She had such a sorrowful face
just like a golden flower faded
before her prime.
I asked her why
she was so sad?
She told me her baby
was killed in Auschwitz,
her daughter in Hiroshima
and her sons in Vietnam,
Israel, Palestine, Lebanon,
Bosnia, Rwanda, Darfur and Chechnya.

All the rest of her children, she said,
are on the nuclear
black-list of the dead,
all the rest, unless
the whole world understands -
that peace is a woman.

A thousand candles then lit
in her starry eyes, and I saw -
Peace is indeed a pregnant woman -
Peace is a mother.

Comment by Judy 4 Peace Now on October 23, 2008 at 8:37pm

Thank you, David, for this wonderful group!

Comment by Judy 4 Peace Now on October 23, 2008 at 8:33pm

Ada ~ I loved your poem, A Bridge of Peace!
Here is one of mine.

By Judy Massey
SPREAD THE PEACE

Life is hard, no doubt about it.
Money’s short and patience thin.
Politicians running rampant…
Why’d I ever vote for him?

Can I really make a difference?
Can I find the time and strength?
I’m just me, not rich or famous.
Can I really create peace?

Countries’ fighting over money
Or over some religious bit
Of their exclusive key to Heaven…
Too bad your key doesn’t fit.

All the while, people starving…
Thirty thousand just today.
Ask yourself if not now, when
Will it be time to say,

“Enough’s enough!
No war is holy!”
Tell me which side
Does God choose?

And once we know
Which side she’s chosen,
We ask which weapons
She (He, It) will use.

It’s time to stand for what we stand for.
Take a stance and rise above…
Above the judging, hate and anger.
Give forgiveness; come from love.

It’s time for caring... not despairing.
Life is all too short, we know.
Sow the seeds of love and kindness.
Nurture them and watch ‘em grow!

Stoke the fires of your passions.
Support creation’s need to be.
Take the time to watch the sun rise.
Then give thanks and feel the peace.

Yes, it’s time to band together.
Time for each to do our part.
Plant the seeds of peace in music
And in every peace of art.

Paint it, write it, sing it, shout it!
Dance it, prance it… you choose how!
Spread the peace across the planet…
Pick your peace, and do it now!

Spread the peace for all the children.
Speak your peace for those who can’t…
For Mother Earth and all her creatures,
And for the seas' inhabitants.

Flash the peace sign to your brother,
To your neighbor and your boss…
To the soldiers and your mother
For there’s no time to be lost!

Spread the peace to your coworkers.
Spread it thick or spread it thin;
To the county code enforcers,
Your in-laws and all your kin…

To the cop who pulls you over,
And your neighbor’s barking dog…
It’s time we practice our forgiveness
And align ourselves with God.

What we put out comes back to us
In more ways than we can know.
Plant the seeds of peace in children.
Teach them how to make it grow!

Find your joy and give forgiveness,
Nurture goodness with your strength.
Time is truly of the essence…
The time has come to spread the peace.

You might try a little harder
To see your neighbor’s point of view.
You may choose to pay it forward
When a good thing comes to you.

Yes, it’s time to band together.
Time for each to do our part.
Plant the seeds of peace in music
And in every person’s heart.

Paint it, write it, sing it, shout it!
Dance it, prance it… Show them how.
Say your peace across the planet…
Spread the peace, and DO IT NOW!

Comment by Ada Aharoni on October 22, 2008 at 11:50pm

Dear David,

I posted a poem here yesterday: PEACE IS A WOMAN AND A MOTHER, but I do not see it. I hope you received it and can post it. I add another poem below,
and invite all to join our preparations for the PEACE CULTURE CONFERENCE in Haifa in March 2009. All are welcome. See groups on IPEACE.

For more of my poetry, you are invited to visit: www.iflac.com/ada

A BRIDGE OF PEACE
“They shall sit every man under his vine and under his fig tree, and none shall make them afraid."Bible Micah 4"
"He who walks in peace, walk with him." (The Koran, Sura 48)
My Arab sister, daughter of Abraham,
Let us build a sturdy bridge
From my orange world to yours,
Above the boiling pain of acid rain -
And hold human hands high
Full of free stars of twinkling peace.
I do not want to be your oppressor
You do not want to be my oppressor,
Or your jailer, or my jailer,
We do not want to make each other afraid
Under our vines and under our fig trees
Blossoming on a silvered horizon
Above the bruising and the bleeding
Of poisoned gases and scuds.
So, my Arab sister, let’s build a strong
Bridge of jasmine understanding
Where each shall sit with her baby
Under her vine and under her fig tree -
And none shall make them afraid
And none shall make them afraid!

Ada Aharoni

Comment by Deniz Kite on October 21, 2008 at 11:31pm

An Illusion

I chose beloved ones,
Who lived far away from me
For that I had a life
Mostly feeling alone
And missing something, too.

The life I chose was
With full of ups and downs
For that I learnt acceptance
As I was left alone
During all the failures I had.

I chose then, to be succesful
Which needed lots of fights
For that I learnt not giving up
But mostly I was tired
And called crazy, too.

At the end,
I chose you,
To mirror real me
For that I gave up myself
And I met the One
In me, by me, around me
I realized only then
That I have never been alone
It all was an illusion
And I started to shine
Deniz Kite, 5th December 2007, listening to Vangelis

Comment by Deniz Kite on October 21, 2008 at 11:23pm

Thank you Robby, I love to write. It is a wonderful way of communicating... And here we find our friends feeling similiar...

Comment by Deniz Kite on October 20, 2008 at 8:04pm

Zenit and Nadir

Coincidences in life,
Do they exist?
Or do we create all what happens,
By our thoughts and feelings?

When you said that
We were like Zenit and Nadir,
And together we would go through the Stargate,
I trembled.

Zenit and Nadir…
There exist no coincidences;
Between poles and pulses,
Breath we take and the breath universe takes
In and out
And through each
Growing continiously,
By our thoughts and feelings.
And the connections we create
The carma
If not solved in time,
Circles, spirals and sooner or later
Comes back.

Zenit and Nadir,
And yes
I am ready to go through the Stargate.
Deniz Kite, 19th December 2007, listening to last Christmas

Comment by Deniz Kite on October 19, 2008 at 3:08pm

Thank you Robby, very kind of you.

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