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Mostly I think about “peace” as the opposite of war but it’s something more than that……seems to me in Aberjhani’s work. It’s not about being passive or ultra-chilled. I’m sure somebody like a guru could give me the right word for it. What I like about the way the writer uses it is that he makes it a real thing, like a physical jewel or sensuous kind of human experience. Sometimes he is more conceptual than tangible and even then there’s a strength to how he presents representations of peace that just moves me.
–mindsurfer25



“In the realm of silence, the dividing lines of culture, politics, race, and social stratification give way to the unadorned presence and unity and beauty of spirit.”
––from The American Poet Who Went Home Again (29 Birds on a Wire)



“Such are these places
where lovers of bliss behold
the angel of peace:”
––from The Bridge of Silver Wings 2009
(Angel of Peace)


“Peace is not so much a political mandate as it is a shared state of consciousness that remains elevated and intact only to the degree that those who value it volunteer their existence as living examples of the same. It does not end when jetliners are used as bombs to decimate skyscrapers, nor does it end when a father shoots to death his adolescent son and daughter. Peace ends with the unraveling of individual hope and the emergence of the will to worship violence as a healer of private and social dis-ease. It is, after all, not only nations and communities that need peace so desperately but individuals divided against other individuals and within themselves.”
–from The American Poet Who Went Home Again (Feb 15, 2003: The History that Peace Made)

Giving Peace a Chance.

Giving Peace a Chance.


“In this world
made of you and me
Oooohhhh, love is all we know,
love is all we see.
Living on blind hate––
that’s not our way.
In this temple of friendship––
that’s where we stay.”
––from Christmas When Music Almost killed the World (In a World Made of You and Me)


“Possibly the perfect complement to the protests beginning to take place on the streets were those beginning to take place on the page as, internationally, poets and writers dedicated their pens and keyboards to the peace movement. “
––from The American Poet Who Went Home Again (Feb 15, 2003: The History that Peace Made)


“Souls reconstructed with faith transform agony into peace.”
––from The Bridge of Silver Wings 2009 (Angel of Healing: for the Living, the Dying, and the Praying)


“Is it possible we sometimes use excessive noise to run and hide from that which we most need to embrace: knowledge of self? Revelations of spirit? An expanded awareness of the private and public mechanisms that fuel the less desirable circumstances of our lives? Or was it that silence led to such an acute sensitivity toward each other one found it impossible to avoid the commitments and responsibilities to harmonious interaction demanded by such sensitivity?
––from The American Poet Who Went Home Again (29 Birds on a Wire)


What can bombs know of the illuminated fields
so golden with heaven in your heart’s sacred lands?
How can bullets hope to penetrate the armor
of your soul’s endless capacity for love?
––from The Bridge of Silver Wings 2009 (Valentine Letter for a Soldier Gone to War)


I think of the floating Journey inside fields of light where I experience myself in a way wholly different from what I know myself to be when going about my daily affairs. I find myself totally immersed in the gentle ecstasy of what it may mean to be a conscious extension of the same reality that God is.
––from The American Poet Who Went Home Again (29 Birds on a Wire)


“Quote words that affirm
all men and women are your
brothers and sisters.”
––from The Bridge of Silver Wings 2009 (Angel of Healing: for the Living, the Dying, and the Praying)

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