Still Wishing For Peace

I began my walk this morning as I do every day…with one exception…there was a full moon lighting my way. So as I do every time I chance to see the moon… I made a wish for peace…and that she would get here soon. I use to think wishes were to be treasured so I kept mine safe within a jar… I’d only open it on special occasions like birthdays, rainbows…and shooting stars. But peace did not blanket the Earth…no matter how many wishes in my jar I ‘d stuff… which led me to believe…perhaps I wasn’t wishing hard enough. So I tossed my wishing jar aside and came up with a different plan… now I wish for peace on everything I can. I wish for peace on the clouds…on every star I see at night… I wish for peace in the darkness and on the sun’s first light. And though I still wish for peace once a year as I blow out the candles on my cake… I also wish on ladybugs and butterflies…when skipping stones across a lake. I wish for peace to every God…my wish is nonsectarian… on the wishbone of a turkey…even though I’m vegetarian. When I see a white horse…when I cross my fingers… at the seashore when I pick up an empty shell… when I find a penny on the ground…or toss one into a wishing well. It’s true so far I haven’t seen the peace in the world that I’ve been wishing for… but I shall keep wishing still…. because even if this particular wish doesn’t come true… perhaps the next one will.