I wandered through the world for a drop of peace.
But scattered brains, splintered bones, rising smoke was what I saw.

The material wounds of the survivors may heal,
but how can those on their spirits?

Among the poor I heard the calls of hunger and
among the rich I felt the raving thirst of soul.

But never I saw a happy man..men were running after leaders, demagogues who they thought will give them power and happiness.

But nobody was trying to know who they themselves were.
Allmen wanted to rule all others except themselves!

I wandered still...until my providence took pity on me
and made me realize that.....that peace was within oneself
...that the biggest question of man is "Who am I?"..
that fools are those who don't see the beauty of around them..
and so on....Maybe this understanding is what is called "Peace".