Peace

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