If only you could sit with me here,
lay down your weapons, and just sit by me,
to see the beauties around,
the tranquility and peacefulness in nature,
the sweet fragrance of the flowers,
the colorful bloosoms under the sunlight,
where the birds sing their tunes,
and the wild beasts listen without protest,
If only you could sit with me here,
keep away your hatred and vengeange,
just you and me under the spring breeze,
where the children play in jest,
smiles adorn their innocent face,
as their mothers watch them in silent grace,
If only you could sit with me here,
lay down your head on my shoulder,
as we listen into the song of peace,
sung by every specter of the nature,
filling the air with love and care,
replacing hatred and anger inside,
If only you could sit with me here,
reach out inside for your compassion,
of the long burried love within,
as the wars had made you into a stone,
just reach out deep inside,
where once the love resides,
the source of peace at heart
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