In the point of rest at the center of our being, we encounter a world where all things are at rest in the same way. Then a tree becomes a mystery, a cloud a revelation, each individual a cosmos of whose riches we can only catch glimpses. The life of simplicity is simple, but it opens to us a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable.
Peace is a day-to-day problem, the product of a multitude of events and judgements. Peace is not an 'is' it is a 'becoming.'
~ Haile Selassie