Friday, September 17, 2010

The Prince and Peace

In the mists of the long dead past
life arises
In the gleam of sunlight on the rose
life shines forth
In the smile of the young
life expresses love

In all the vagaries of our mysterious world
and existence
there shows forth, to the one who can see
the Love that saves

To open one's eyes is sometimes hard
To keep them closed is the way of the coward
Belief takes effort
Denial only hardness of heart

In quietness
The Word of God

Then the Truth will come like warm summer rain
and your heart is nourished and renewed
and you can be born again.