was once a King who offered a prize to the artist who could capture in a picture perfect peace. Many artists tried.
The king looked at all the pictures, but there were only two he really liked and had to choose between them.
The first was a calm lake. The lake was a perfect mirror which reflected a peaceful towering mountains all around him. Overhead was a blue sky with fluffy white clouds. All who saw this picture thought that this perfect picture of peace.
The other picture had mountains. But these were rugged and bare. Above was an angry sky from which fell a mighty downpour with thunder and lightning. Down the mountain tumbled a foaming waterfall. All this is not revealed at all peaceful.
But when the king looked carefully, he looked behind the waterfall a tiny bush growing in a rock crevice. In the bush a nest. There, amid the violent roar of the waterfall, the mother bird was sitting in the middle of the nest .... Perfect peace.
What do you think was the winning picture?
King chose the latter. Do you know why?
"Because," explained King, "Peace does not mean being in a place with no noise, trouble, or hard work without pain. Peace means that despite being in the midst of all these things remain calm within our hearts . This is the true meaning of peace. " Anonymous
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