Easter Hare – Wild Peace The above image is a ceramic plaque that we purchased years ago from a gallery in Suffolk. The quotation, I discovered, is only a part of the original (by Yehuda Amichai, an Israeli poet) Not the peace of a cease-fire not even the vision of the wolf and the lamb, but rather as in the heart when the excitement is over and you can talk only about a great weariness. I know that I know how to kill, that makes me an adult. And my son plays with a toy gun that knows how to open and close its eyes and say Mama. A peace without the big noise of beating swords into ploughshares, without words, without the thud of the heavy rubber stamp: let it be light, floating, like lazy white foam. A little rest for the wounds; who speaks of healing? (And the howl of the orphans is passed from one generation to the next, as in a relay race: the baton never falls.) Let it come like wildflowers, suddenly, because the field must have it: wildpeace. By firstname.lastname@example.org|2021-04-04T10:42:33-04:00April 4th, 2021|garden, Seasons|0 Comments Share This Story, Choose Your Platform! FacebookTwitterRedditLinkedInWhatsAppTumblrPinterestVkEmail About the Author: email@example.com Related Posts Pollinator in Flight Gallery Pollinator in Flight Sporangia Gallery Sporangia Plant Portrait – Rosa glauca Gallery Plant Portrait – Rosa glauca Plant Portrait – Meadow Buttercup Gallery Plant Portrait – Meadow Buttercup It rained today … Gallery It rained today … Leave A Comment Cancel replyComment Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.