There 1 time was a Rex who offered a prize to the creative soul who would pigment the best pic of peace. Many artists tried.
The Rex looked at all the pictures. But at that topographic point were exclusively 2 he actually liked, too he had to guide betwixt them.
One pic was of a calm lake. The lake was a perfect mirror for peaceful towering mountains all unopen to it. Overhead was a bluish heaven amongst fluffy white clouds. All who saw this pic idea that it was a perfect pic of peace.
The other pic had mountains, too. But these were rugged too bare. Above was an angry sky, from which pelting roughshod too inwards which lightning played. Down the side of the mount tumbled a foaming waterfall. This did non hold off peaceful at all.
But when the Rex looked closely, he saw behind the waterfall a tiny bush growing inwards a cleft inwards the rock. In the bush a woman nurture plane had built her nest. There, inwards the midst of the rush of angry water, sat the woman nurture plane on her nest-in perfect peace.
Which pic produce y'all recollect won the prize? The Rex chose the minute picture. Do y'all know why?
"Because," explained the king, "peace does non hateful to locomote inwards a house where at that topographic point is no noise, trouble, or difficult work. Peace agency to locomote inwards the midst of all those things too all the same locomote calm inwards your heart.
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