Peace is a journey of a thousand miles and it must be taken one step at a time. – Lyndon B. Johnson

White stars rise and fall
in an instance,
as foamy pillowy waves
crash and recede.
I hear the beating of the ocean’s heart –
steady and constant,
loud and silent.
Each moment slides into the next,
pouring light and wonder
into my throbbing heart.
Like a lover’s kiss
that is slow and intense;
Moving, dancing, praying
through time
as if it were eternal.
And the waves continue playing,
and the heart continues beating.

Poem by Ansua Dutta-Wystup

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