The art of peace.

Acceptance is the most beautiful of all art forms. Circumstances, be they the songs of birds that exalt our hearts to the heavens or the sound of tears crushing our hopes to the realms of hell, rise and fall like the sun. What may seem wondrous today, might bring great sorrow tomorrow. That which tastes of sweet nectar now, might carry a bitter taste hereafter.

Yet perfecting the art of prediction should not be pursued for the mind is a craftsman blind to the works of life. It masters the craft of surviving, where our hearts rejoice in the art of living. Aye, acceptance is the silent grace of the heart which we seek to grasp with our minds. Yet the heart lives not in word, nor thought but in the silence of action alone. To our minds seeking to confine acceptance to control, I say this: confusing acceptance for control is to confuse the poem for the poet.

Seek acceptance as the silent art of living your life with humility and elegance. Just because. Just because. Acceptance then becomes devoid of egotistic significance and the response is lived for the response itself. Your heart has within it the potential of seeing love in all circumstances, as it can see beyond your individual existence in time and space. Pursue acceptance as an art form and your heart will express reverence for all that which is on your path, for nothing, not even death itself, can destroy that which is unborn and undying.

Through graceful acceptance we perform the noblest of arts: the art of peace.