Peacemaker,
Soul shaker,
Up ending what hell sending,
The no advice virtuoso,
Yet song of water,
She sings,
Returning to clay,
What was forged,
In fires of injustice,
Rather than shaped in home's hearth,
Soul soother,
Please take her,
Your cure,
Is her fix,
Root sixty six,
My laker,
Shot taker,
Soul shaper,
Heaven maker.
A peacemaker is the sky not the weather; vice versa for the man of war.
The art of the peacemaker is the their ability to hold on to what love is in the face of confusing statements; those who are distracted by power lust, the need to cover a damaged ego and, sadly, struggling to recover from a lack of real love in their childhood, will mix "the good," "the noble dark" and the "evil" so that many are swayed and lured into war, barbarism and evil deeds.
The peacemaker is immune only if they love so strongly, so fully, and so broadly - their love being for all mankind and all creation - that they will only agree to measures that protect life, liberty, abundance and peace. The peacemaker has the right intuitions for love - that the right paths into our future are always built from empathy, compassion and creative solutions - ones that help all peoples and our Earth.
The warmaker twists the natural sense of love into something tribal and though they speak of noble dark, they are actually emotionally indifferent to the lives of others and are motivated by greed, vanity, power-lust. They have a desire for unearned pride at the expense of others, and are coldly indifferent to whomever they choose as the "outsiders."
And so it is clear, that the key to peace ongoing into our future is love, the sort of love young children have, innocent and pure, welcoming all, joyous and free. As Aristotle said, "An education without love is no education at all"; let's get educated.
I am armed with love and love alone. I seek the soul that is peace by giving that soul peace. I take the hard road so I can help others, carry them if they fall. I work through the pain of this world, because we all need a new beginning and better endings, and a lot more laughter in between. I show you my wounds in the prayer that others will have none, or at least heal all the sooner. I seek to be the rock in every storm and know it is my honour to be such.
Come with the hearts of broken children, and we shall talk no more of your deeds. Come to me with divine eyes, the ones that shine with your pure soul. For when you do, you will be healed, your mind united and free, and this magic is within you, born to all. So, let it out, all that pain, let it go... all those doubts, let them fly... and you shall too.
You are far greater than you know and far less than you will become; to echo the words of the great sage Rumi, you are far greater than you have ever let yourself believe, and it is love that is the key to opening every door... and to your own role as a peacemaker.
When you resonate your mind with your soul, you will learn to live through a love that is so honest it is raw. In the beginning you will be as a child in the wintry wind, pulling clothes around tight, seeking shelter; yet hold on. For in time you will be as the child in the most ambient of gardens, enchanted by the blooms, laughing with a joy that leaps and twirls. So be brave and grow big, grow strong by having faith in your own heart to be your guide. And, love, should you ever need a light and there are none, you can be your own; flood your system with the love that runs in your veins and let it shine bright.