No wars, my own dear friend Lovely poem Hedva Ernesto From: Hedva Bachrach Sent: Sunday, September 22, 2013 10:31 PM To: Leo Semashko ; gha@xxxxxxxxxxxxx Subject: [gha] Fwd: hedva's prayer for peace -------- Original Message -------- Subject: hedva's prayer for peace Date: Sun, 22 Sep 2013 22:30:49 +0300 From: Hedva Bachrach <hedgad@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx> To: Leo Semashko <leo.semashko@xxxxxxxxx>, gha@xxxxxxxxxxxxx This is a very simple, uncomplicated, poem and prayer for peace. Be blessed, all of you No wars, my dear one No wars, dear one Do not let our poor dwelling With its corners of love Fill up with human enmity And no sorrow, my beloved Because the joys which hymn in, deep inside Herald birth and life And when I see you Do not let them make way For the empty void of desolation and decay And without the rigid uniform of ashes And steel spokes, My beautiful one, Let the gold rays of the sun And dream-silvered waves Be play-cushions for your body To hold. to save. Refreshed and moist run to me And I to thee My breasts revealed Glowing and warm there I shall wait For love to yield And without the thought of murderous deadly malice <!--[if !supportLists]-->- <!--[endif]-->sounds of metal and of man- As when man kills the lurking foe He killed the foetus-fruit of my womb Identical faces And also the buds of the first love That are yet to bloom No wars, my own dear friend