Peace

Such a plane of existence,

a comfort of its own,

many a miserable and joy filled world,

and this is mine alone.

It is better than some, I’d say

this world staid and calm,

it could be constant suffering,

yet I have peace within these walls.

If I were in the midst of war,

would my mind still be at ease?

Would solace truly rise from within,

or in truth, in comforting grace?

There is a wisdom hanging over,

truth from without and within

and too much peace may stir the soul,

Good! Many battles to win.

 

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