Mary E McCall's Page

PEACE
by Sara Teasdale


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.

Hello Mary, Thank-you for stopping by and joining Crone to the Bone. We're happy to have you join the circle and look forward to getting to know you better. Metta, Jeanne