In the quiet hush of dawn's first light,
Where shadows flee and hopes unite,
There lies a whisper, soft and clear,
A gentle call for all to hear.
Peace, it murmurs through the trees,
In the rustling leaves and the summer breeze,
It dances on the ocean's crest,
And lulls the weary heart to rest.
It's in the laughter of a child,
In the kindness of a stranger's smile,
In every hand that reaches out,
To heal the world, dispel the doubt.
Let peace be the song we sing,
In every heart, let it take wing,
A melody that never fades,
In light, in dark, through all decades.
So let us cherish this fragile thread,
And weave it strong, from end to end,
For peace is more than just a dream,
It's the light in which all hearts gleam.
Thingkho Le Malcha (TLM) is a traditional method of communication used to send out messages across the Kuki hills during the Anglo-Kuki War,1917-1919... more
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