Peace.
What is it?
A place, a heaven-like land?
A utopia, only imagined by wishful, young souls?
A word, describing the hope of a world with no wars?
Peace.
What is it?
All of them: a place, a utopia, a word.
A beautiful blizzard.
A pine tree, filling the air.
A spring robin, emerging tulips in the luscious valley.
A young baby crawling, toddlers talking, adolescents performing.
Peace.