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There once
was a King who offered a prize to the artist who would paint
the best picture of peace. Many artists tried. The King looked
at all the pictures, but there were only two he really liked
and he had to choose between them.
One picture was of a calm lake. The lake was a perfect mirror
for peaceful towering mountains were all around it. Overhead
was a blue sky with fluffy white clouds. All who saw this
picture thought that it was a perfect picture of peace.
The other picture had mountains too. But these were rugged and
bare. Above was an angry sky from which rain fell, and in
which lightening played. Down the side of the mountain tumbled
a foaming waterfall. This did not look peaceful at all. But
when the King looked, he saw behind the waterfall a tiny bush
growing in a crack in the rock. In the bush a mother bird had
built her nest. There, in the midst of the rush of angry
water, sat the mother bird on her nest ... perfect peace.
Which picture do you think won the prize?
The King chose the second picture. Do you know why?
"Because," explained the King, "peace does not
mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble, or
hard work. Peace means to be in the midst of all those things
and still be calm in your heart. That is the real meaning of
peace."
Author Unknown |