Thursday, May 8, 2014

Peace. Be Still

I strain to read the faded words
That splash across his face.
A book of truth unhinderéd
By glory or disgrace

Betoken life of wisdom’s strength
That others failed to see
Because they do not understand
The truth that sets them free.

The darkened world walks blindly on
Ignoring heaven’s light
And spurning him who strives for peace
And seeking greater sight.

Perhaps instead of chiding him
Who often we deride
It might behoove to gaze into
The joy that speaks inside.

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