POETRY

PEACE

Peace comes after sorrow,
hope deferred, defeated,
surrendered, unfulfilled;
peace gazes at the
once-raging tempest
now so calm and still,
peace of conflicts
fought and won,
bitterly endured,
under the sun;
peace in sacrifice,
subdued and free;
peace that triumphs
in Gethsemane.

© Miriam Jacob

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