Suppose our thoughts can help make peace on earth, in your lifetime, starting right now – the end of violence – the end of the barbaric age.
Consider the people being oppressed.
I picture them wandering now in a grove of trees, tall and pungent, with the ground moist and soft. I picture them happily stepping on stones to cross a brook, trickling, soothing.
I picture them walking thru an open meadow of tall grasses with a sun umbrella, sparrows appearing and disappearing.