Under the Moon, A Rabbit Grazes.

In the silent light of night, beneath a shining moon and scattered stars, a rabbit grazes. Simple, soft, alive. Not a beast, not wild, but gentle—true. One moment of peace under the sky is more precious than a thousand lives spent disturbing others.

Better one day alive with dignity, harmony, humility—than years wasted in violence, greed, and deception. The world breaks when men forget this. When they justify the wrong, wear false crowns of power, worship chaos in the name of nation, god, or coin. Then the bad multiplies—like a virus. Bad makes bad.

But here, the rabbit eats grass. No war. No lies. Nature needs no excuse for its grace. And those who live like this—calm, conscious, thoughtful—are like stars in a clear sky. Beautiful mind, beautiful act. A man of peace, of virtue, of creativity, shines more than any moon or mountain.

The world hungers not for empires, but for dignity. For patience. For truth. Let the well-behaved, the kind-hearted, the creators—make this world again. For barbarian thought destroys, but the beautiful soul rebuilds.

In every quiet being—like this rabbit—there is a wisdom. Not loud, not cruel, just right. And that, not power, is what makes life sacred.


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