A poem about peace written in the Sestina genre. |
That all people would be at peace Is my most consuming desire and dream If only you could always see the harmonic colour Of your gentle soul portrayed so very softly It is something in which you can naturally excel An excellence at which I alone do not dare Oh how rotten of this big world to dare Rob this sweet maiden of her lasting peace This old world has its help to excel Pulling down, rooting up, banishing each perfect dream The subtle enemy would achieve so softly Changing rainbow lights to dim dark colour Precious friends do you see the drabness of colour Which the world upon you would dare To place in your mind so deceptively softly That it would choose to blindly rob your peace And bring pictures of horror in your nightly dream Robbing, deceiving, and hurting is where it chooses to excel Righteousness, love and compassion is where we should excel With the golden glowing light an encompassing colour Of the dreams the people would dream Oh that I could have confidence enough to dare And ambition sufficient to share with all, that peace Oh I pray that it come upon everyone; kindly, softly Do you hear the world soughing softly Under the mounting, ever-present compulsion to excel A type of pressure that can never bring true peace Where are those rose-coloured spectacles that once did colour Where for children, to climb a tree was the dare And under that tree the young could safely dream Can the world awaken from its spiralling dream To come awake, with a new vision softly Of this fallen earth do I hope or even dare That the gentler emotions would begin to excel To refresh and embolden again the colour Of this sinful world and bring the golden glory of peace Still I hope for peace, eternally will I dream That the world's bitter colour can be softly sweetened To excel at goodness - take up the challenge! Do you dare? |