Peace. How can one aptly describe what it means? The best yet that I heard is from a friend. Actually, she has her own description of ‘peace.’

It’s a picture of a mother bird peacefully feeding her new born babies, but their nest dangerously sits on a large branch… overhanging on a raging falls, just underneath.

Aren’t you awed by her description? I for one am amazed. With such a potentially dangerous environment, how can one have real peace? Memories Frozen in Time