Flowers of hope, growing softly in our minds
as we draw pictures which shall be
coloured
with rainbows from our souls.

Songs of peace, playing nicely in our air
as we sing along in humility knowing we'll
add verses of our own.

With other channels we'll discover
the limits of our desires, for together
we whisper words of love to
one another and pray as one
for peace on earth.

We reject the harsh tones of
military minds who would have us
kill to settle our
differences.

Instead we will hold forth with
the love of God who teaches us
to pray for one another.

Thoughts of joy infiltrate the
passion of our hearts as we paint
our picture with vivid love
to share with others
in this cloud.

We are voices, we are children,
trampling hatred into the dust
as we join in one union
protesting hatred
in our midst.

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