Sunday, 5 May 2013


Peace flows into me 
As the tide to the pool by the shore;
It is mine forevermore, 
It ebbs not back like the sea.

I am the pool of blue 
That worships the vivid sky; 
My hopes were heaven-high, 
They are all fulfilled in you.

I am the pool of gold 
When sunset burns and dies, -- 
You are my deepening skies, 
Give me your stars to hold.

~Sara Teasdale

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