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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=568517" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Peace Came</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When peace came, <br> I showered under streaming light <br>- Silent, settling - <br>Effectuating over all -<br>The reassurance drunk<br>From Mother Nature's breast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And rays channeled through<br>The greys of ancient gloom<br>That paste the hopelessness of <br>Dying on the battlefield or</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The losing out upon a risk<br>In love; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Byes to precious life<br>(A husband, child, a wife) : </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or failure: <br>Crashed careers; bleak depression, <br>The fallen - ruined, spurned -<br>Covered in veneers of rasping blight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When peace came, a gate begged <br>A gentle path inviting me to <br>Stroll through verdant fields of spring, <br>Bristling with a bouncing life<br>Of colour; flowers cheering to <br>The air ‘We have a chance in nature! ' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When peace came, my addled head was<br>Reconciling, airing, ringing true -<br>The sense of crushing pressure dead; <br>Instead, I flamed a faith anew! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When peace came, I saw our youth<br>Inside a multicultural womb; our<br>Death was pointing to a proud<br>And glorious tomb engraved with words of <br>Freedom for the soul that was when <br>Once a body whence it thrived.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When peace came, there happened you - <br>A fragrance dancing ‘gainst a new and<br>Frightened innocence of beauty <br>- Eyes ready; slender arms of care - <br>A tender skin to be caressed. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And we were blessed by starting fresh <br>In rhythms of pervading warmth; <br>Serenity.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">peace peace peace peace peace peace<br>peace peace peace peace peace peace<br>peace peace peace peace peace peace<br>peace peace peace peace peace peace peace peace peace<br>peace peace peace peace peace peace peace peace peace<br>peace peace peace peace peace peace peace peace peace<br>peace peace peace peace</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mark+R+Slaughter">Mark R Slaughter</a><div class=q>
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 I showered under streaming light 
- Silent, settling - 
Effectuating over all -
The reassurance drunk
From Mother Nature's breast.

And rays channeled through
The greys of ancient gloom
That paste the hopelessness of 
Dying on t..."></div>
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