Who is he?
He is me
Imagining Peace
Under the peach tree
Birds fly
By and by
Wallowing ashore
Dusk is nigh
Help me king
For I am too weak
Love is universal
In every language we speak
Gone with the wind
Please take me away
Lost beneath the sun
Like children, we play
A picnic basket
A cheap bottle of wine
Thick red rocks
Bathing in sunshine
Vow to take the trip
To the unknown side
Fields rich with wisdom
Where the pharaoh's died
Round and round
Expose your ears
To a foreign sound
I am here
You are there
Our lives define symmetry
One Earth we must share
Shadows linger
One here
One there
Who is he?
He is me
We have made Peace
Around the peach tree
February 28, 2011
TDR
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