PEACE

 PEACE by Sara Teasdale ( written in 1915) 

 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...............

 "Peace"  by Sara Teasdale , published in Rivers to the Sea in 1915

 Photographs 2018. 

Second week of Advent. Advent of "Peace"