The problem is
people think peace is boring
we have lost our imagi-
nations. We have forgotten
the fluidity of peace
how it is like all the muscles
rippling to lift the dancer’s leg,
how it is the slow rhythm of tidal rivers
how it is clouds forming and dispersing
how it is a flock of birds turning as one
in evening sky
how it is food laid out on a round table
and honest struggle
between lovers and friends
how it pulses in our blood
how it sings in our ears
how the death of each tiny thing
is held secure in its arms
with the life. We have forgotten
how boring it is to kill each other
how predictable.
There is much more suspense
in peace
