PEACE...

Silent orange spreading riotously in cloudless sky

Accompanied by mellifluous tweets of gleeful birds.

Sun beams dancing on my window sill,

Soul inhaling bright dry morning air;

Peace comes snapping, to greet the day.

Thunderous clouds and perennial rhythm of rain;

Tenderly kissing leaves; thirst of grass, all quenched.

Playful children splashing in puddles around,

Heart recording the sight of a blissful day;

Peace makes her presence felt yet again.

Sand, air and water, humming along the shoreline harmonize;

Swollen red glints bruising silver crested waves.

Grey gulls’ cacophony synchronizing in the dusky background;

Tired feet, bowing to the pristine sands, cunningly disturbing the sea;

Peace has a twinkling smile as the sun goes down.

Peace plays her chords in every part of the day,

Casting a familiar realization of her existence.

All we need is a little search for her,

And she embraces all, follows like our trusted shadow.

-VAISAKHI MISHRA

P.S.-wrote it for a competition in college, prompt was peace...