After peace talks, we focus on the next war
It happens every hour , whether near or far.
We look for peace where it’s not; remember
The street lamppost and the search for Dinar!
Dinar was lost in a room which had no light
Hence it was explored where there was light!
While we talk of peace, we buy guns to shoot!
Shooting at the sky? Is it not vicarious delight?
Our sight is outward-orientated and hence
It needs a turnabout to see behind the fence.
No war was fought before it had been fought
In the backyard of our sight, in the true sense.
When we close our eyes , the fence dissolves
A door becomes visible, the problem resolves.
We come to see ourselves—silent & peaceful!
Not a bickering mass; or rabble that devolves!
Is war indispensable ? Well, it doesn’t seem so
War happens, since it has been used as a gizmo.
If instead of eyeing ‘the other’, we focus on us
A day may come when peace becomes a gizmo!
All we need is a course correction of our sight
Sight is a boon, but let it not turn into a blight.
It should be trained to see both ways, in a row
Only then it can see the inherently virgin light!
Om Shantih
Ajit Sambodhi
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