Peace

Behold, it comes in might

The power that is not power

The light that is in darkness

The shade in dazzling light

It is joy that never spoke

And grief unfelt, profound

Immortal life unlived

Eternal death unmourned

It is not joy nor sorrow

But that which is between

It is not night nor morrow

But that which joins them in

It is sweet rest in music

And pause in sacred art

The silence between speaking

Between two fits of passion

It is the calm of heart

It is beauty never seen

And love that stands alone

It is song that lives unsung

And knowledge never known

It is death between two lives

And lull between two storms

The void whence rose creation

And that where it returns

To it the teardrop goes

To spread the smiling form

It is the goal of life

And peace its only home

And peace its only home