There's still ducks on the pond
and the grass is as green as before
and again sleep's disturbed
by the starlings that tweet round your door
in the house where you thought
you had been very...
Why can’t we go to sleep until the tides
that rise around us have abated, when
the sea is once more just the smooth expanse
of perfect blue-green greys it is at best,
and down the beach...
Behold it comes in night
Power that is not power
Shade even in dazzling light
Light that in darkness blossoms'n flower
Peace hath no reason to take flight
it is the Joy that never...
Peace by Subhash
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