peace

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I
unto you.  Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.—John 14:27  
 
peace
not as the newborn babe
knows from the uterus
imposed with pain from torn umbilicus
 
       peace
       not as the sturm und drang
       of rocky childhood daze
       transitioning through every fickle phase
 
           peace
           not as wild pieces strewn
           across life’s desert floor
           where men have stumbled after death's dark lure
 
                  peace
                  not as the fear of death
                  that clutches human hearts
                  when from the soul the last faint breath departs
 
                      peace
                      not as the silent grave
                      whose mysteries portend
                      a long death's sleep that has no future end
 
                          peace
                          i furnish unto you
                          that passes human nous
                          when love shall occupy, where now, abuse
 
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by Clyve A. Bowen♫