Peace is a cold, crisp winter day after the first substantial snowfall.
It is a cool breath of fresh air on a hot summer day.
Peace is a group of young children, their ignorance, laughter, happiness...
Untouched and seemingly untouchable by cynicism, death, darkness...
Peace is a place unattainable, untouchable, uncorrectable, and indestructible,
bright, clean, pure...
A place of dreams, but remains only that.
Peace is a time...
A time no wait, despite the length, can bring.
A time of silence.
A time when man admits its own inhumanity.
A time when all fighting stops.
A time when everyone pauses to reflect.
A time when the entire world is full of positivity.
A time when time itself stops just to take a deep breath.
Even if for just a moment...

That is peace...