it is every single human who searches for peace. we have a day or two of it and we think it’s here to stay, only to be dismayed and discourage when it flits to another. we search for it long and hard only to stop the hard, cruel hunt and find it was sitting on our shoulder all along.

i know not one single human young or old who isn’t searching for some form of peace. stop, be still, it will come. that is my own reminder when my hunt is long and tiring.