The Way of Peace

Down in the marshes

Of quickening sand where

Circumstance and storm clouds brood,

A foul gale gripped mind and soul.

Turbulent waters shrieked a chorus of chaos

And reeling, I saw the abyss.

A flash of thought, an angel above

Beckoned both mind and heart

To ask for the grace and employ the defense

That liberates light from dark-

And there it was! from the quickening sands

Crystal clear notes above the melee, leading

to inexplicable light.

The path of peace, the unexplainable rest

...wonder of wonders,

began in the heart of the mire.

I walked on the path and looked all around,

Amazed at the place I was given-

Hearing the waters seemed sweet to me now,

And the chasm was nothing to fear.

My fellow blogger, Willow, inspires me to write poetry...

This one comes from recent life trials and the peace I am often granted, right in the center of chaos and fear.

"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." Jesus Christ, from St. John 14:27