Not in vast concourses where men foregather, And human plans and policies increase, But in deep silences, when God is speaking, Is found the way of peace. Not in tumultuous shoutings, foolish boastings Of peoples madly selfish for their own, But in still places where the meek are praying, The white dove, peace, is known.
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