Everywhere he went,
he confronted peace and
rumours of peace.
Each dawn, he would follow
the light on rising roads
and find fellowship with companion
travellers and comfort with locals
sharing a spirit of cooperation.
As the sun passed over,
he and new neighbours he met
would break bread, drink
and laugh with abandon.
With evil vanquished and animosity
dimmed, the world awaited eternity
with clear eyes, dry cheeks
and a pacific breast.
Finally actualised, he sees a reality no
longer tenuous, but one girded on the
impervious foundation of