Peace is not found
in the noise of the world,
nor in the fleeting echoes
of what others call truth.
It is born in silence—
a seed beneath the ribs,
growing into breath,
growing into light.
Understanding blooms
when I return to that center,
and only then
can I meet the world
with open hands,
with clear eyes,
with an unshaken heart.
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Author:
G.Cabús (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem was born from a simple yet powerful truth: peace and understanding are not things we search for outside, but gifts that awaken within us. Writing it was a reminder to myself that clarity begins in silence, and only from that inner space can we meet the world with openness and love.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Centering oneself either physically by ones breathing or emotionally by self focus on one's own desires helps in finding peace. A lovely write
Thank you for your thoughtful words. It means a lot to me that the essence of centering and inner peace resonated with you. Writing, for me, is a way of returning to that silence and sharing it. I truly appreciate your reflection.
You are most welcome
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