Peace Dreaming

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I dreamed a walk, one step after another, to a place where borders blur into dust, where no nation owns the wind. I walked not to escape, but to meet my enemy in the middle. With every step i took, lines faded, guns turned to rust, factories of war became gardens, children planted seeds, without fearing who owned the soil. 

Peace was no longer an illusion, solved by walking to the rhythm of heartbeats shared between foes. A quiet knowing ~ when footsteps echo in the same direction, the ground beneath grows softer ~ until at last we find our breath.