Peace...

is a slow moving ant on the little cement block outside the house;
and its not silence, you see,
it can exist in the depth of screaming sounds,
of several moving ants,
strutting about with different agendas.
But this one,
steps one leg after one leg,
its chirpy-ness,
thinning down spurts of outbursts
into lines of normal air;

amid much miscellany,
peace is jus being,
an ant's single, favourite tune!