Oh, Great Sages!
What incongruous pages!
For I was speaking of Love,
And Love's sacred longings--
An ode to the Goddess of Peace.
Alas! Came the war
And Peace is no more--
The Rose blooms with
Blood-stained thorns,
Piercing my heavy heart.
Yet-- I have Hope
And Faith will prevail
For Love cannot fail--
And the Sun's shining brightly
On a warm, Spring-like day.
Oh, Great Sages
What an incongruous page!
For on such a lovely day,
The war seems far away,
And it doesn't fit or belong
Where Love sings Sacred Nirvana's Song.
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