The Game

What does peace actually look like? Is it round, is it flat? Does it smell like a sea breeze or someone who hasn't bathed in a week? How do we treat each other when we love each other first, ask questions later? What would it be like if we met with open eyes looking for reasons to smile at each other and find all the things we really like in one another? I wonder if we can find so many things we like about each other in the beginning that when we find things we don't like we don't mind so much? We can make a game of it. Okay, I'll go first. I'll tell you something I like about you and you tell me something you like about me. The person who can come up with the most things they like about the other wins! Then, the winner hugs the loser. This game has serious potential. I can see it now. We are coming onto the platform at the train station and we are excitedly looking for someone to play with. Everybody is looking at each other and the conversations ensue, both verbally and not. Our bodies share our comfort with each other by the ease that they move together and apart. Our thoughts, 'oh, she's so pretty' travel and land gently as there just isn't time to formally introduce ourselves to everybody we want to be friends with.