Let us not be glib or forget, that without these Heros, our world would already be lost....
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THEIR DREAMS LIVE IN US !
Death has not brought an end to their dreams,
For in us who believe, the dream lives ever bright.
John, Mohamed, Jesus, Buddha, Gandhi, to name but a few.
None have died in vain, for their love is eternal.
But in reality they live, as ever they walked here,
When a touch, a look or a helping hand says,
We have learned something, from the openness showed,
When they were bold enough, to show us their dream.
I for one know how powerful the dreams are,
Of people full of love, when expressed in self less ness.
Without these heroic folk, our world would be lost,
Give thanks then, they dreamed that our world be paradise.
(A memory of Peaceful Warriors)
Way of the Peaceful Warrior.
A stranger calls me, and I answer her,
Her voice carries hopes, upon the Sirocco winds.
Secret messages revealed only to me as I roam,
My quarry leaves her scent, I recognise it immediately.
Beautiful as the oasis, rising from the sands,
And as cooling now, the wind upon my face.
My heart beats steadily, perhaps a flutter or two,
In the sunset fading, comes my dusky siren.
Tired and weary, I rest upon soft linnen cushions,
Reclining ´neath starry skies, the battles won for today.
I know that tomorrow will bring fresh challenge,
And I will ready myself, relaxing in her charm.
As the dawn rouses, I stir from my slumber,
Aware that she has gone, my delight not waning.
For I remember clearly her softness, her warmth,
Guarding me protectively, from the night wolves.
With this passionate love, I set out once more,
To conquer the world, to bring about change.
Peacefully to wage war on the darkness of man,
And reinstate the hopes, that our future be bright.
For I am called to be the Peaceful Warrior,
And filling the world with love is my goal.
Don`t fear me brother, sister, for we are one.
Receive with open hearts as I, Her loving peace.
