Peace Is Holy Sacred by Terence George Craddock

Oct 28, 2025 | Peace Poems, Poems, Religious Poems, Spiritual Poems | 0 comments

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Peace Is Holy Sacred

peace by human civilizations under rated
peace by entity humanity under rated
peace by dictators transgressions slighted

peace by megalomaniac leaders crushed

peace so precious
peace so glorious
peace so miraculous

peace so holy sacred

peace an enlightened state of mind
peace a revered state of mind
peace aspired to by enlightened souls;

peace pure God given blessings
peace gifts prosperity potentials
peace blesses multiple cultures

peace blesses societies countries
peace blesses ordinary people families
peace loves sacred peace makers;

Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)

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