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There once was a King who offered a prize to the artist who would paint

the

best picture of peace. Many artists tried.

 

The King looked at all the pictures, but there were only two he really

liked,

and

he had to choose between them.

 

One picture was of a calm lake. The lake was a perfect mirror for the

peaceful towering mountains all around it. Overhead was a blue sky

with

fluffy white clouds. All who saw this picture thought that it was a

perfect

picture of peace.

 

The second picture had mountains, too. But these were rugged and bare.

Above

was an angry sky from which rain fell, and in which lightening played.

Down

the side of the mountain tumbled a foaming waterfall. This did not look

 

peaceful at all.

 

But when the King looked, he saw behind the waterfall a tiny bush

growing in

a crack in the rock. In the bush a mother bird had built her nest.

There,

in the midst of the rush of angry water, sat the mother bird on her

nest....

a picture of a perfect peace.

 

The king chose the second picture.

 

"Because," explained the King, "peace does not mean to be in a place

where

there is no noise, trouble or hard work. Peace means to be in the midst

of

all those things and still be calm in your heart. That is the real

meaning of

peace."