Peace

Peace... When I speak of peace I see kind eyes of my mom. I hear the laughter of children. I feel peaceful and restful. Peace is a silent ticking of my clock in my apartment. Peace is peaceful people, walking on streets. Peace is bright stars above my head. Peace is our Earth without distress and sufferings. As I write these words, it seems wild and unfair that somewhere in kashmir , a five-year-old hungry girl cries and picks at the doll, while millions of other girls of her age are living in peace. It is wrong. We all need air, sea, stars, meadows, and flowers. I need every smile, every dismissed flower, every grain of beauty. I hate war. People are born to be happy. It is a Great Truth. And what about the Earth? It is a place of trial for Truth. How can we achieve peace? I do not know exactly but first of all, we must inspire peace in our hearts and in our souls. We live in an important time. We live in the new millennium, so we must change the face of our planet. We can swim as fish, we can fly as birds, but we cannot live as people. We are self-murderers because we are dangerous to ourselves. Every day we lose one kind of plant, every week we lose one kind of animal. Our indifference is a dreadful disease. People must remember that, for hundreds of generations, millions of people that lived before us believed in fair future, loved life, dreamed of a peaceful life, fought for it and sometimes laid down their lives. But I believe that our generation is not just a murderer. I believe in the power of kindness