Peace
Yellow grasses,
Reaching toward blue sky.
Wild, distant cry
Of a bold hawk.
Clouds overhead,
Blow in the spring wind.
Grasses sway and bend,
Dance in the breeze.
A quiet peace
Flows all around me,
Setting my soul free
Of all its care.
A presence stirs,
And my soul awakes;
Its worry forsakes
In the stillness.
God in the sky,
In the swaying grass.
Nothing can surpass
His perfect peace.
Reaching toward blue sky.
Wild, distant cry
Of a bold hawk.
Clouds overhead,
Blow in the spring wind.
Grasses sway and bend,
Dance in the breeze.
A quiet peace
Flows all around me,
Setting my soul free
Of all its care.
A presence stirs,
And my soul awakes;
Its worry forsakes
In the stillness.
God in the sky,
In the swaying grass.
Nothing can surpass
His perfect peace.
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