Every day that there is peace, we forget. We let the days slip by until the peace we seek falls from our finger tips and bleeds into the violence we try so very hard to avoid. We are the makers of our day. We are the dreamers of truth: the world becomes our mirror. By the dreams we dream, we leave peace behind in a sea of violence that we create. The world is our reflection, with peace still at hand. Peace exists today. Peace is my dream.
Christa Lamb. Nov., 28, 2008
