Wildpeace
Not the peace of a cease-fire not even the vision of the wolf and the lamb, but rather as in the heart when the excitement is over and you can talk only about a great weariness. I know that I know how to kill, that makes me an adult. And my son plays with a toy gun that knows how to open and close its eyes and say Mama. A peace without the big noise of beating swords into ploughshares, without words, without the thud of the heavy rubber stamp: let it be light, floating, like lazy white foam. A little rest for the wounds - who speaks of healing? (And the howl of the orphans is passed from one generation to the next, as in a relay race: the baton never falls.) Let it come like wildflowers, suddenly, because the field must have it: wildpeace.
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"Not the peace of a cease-fire..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Yehuda Amichai delivers a powerful performance in "Wildpeace"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...