PEACEFUL VISTAS Date: Friday, 7th March 2014 @ 05:49:07 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: vrr It’s not history It’s eternity relived. It’s peace flying In the unequivocal past which has bled. It’s the dove gliding Cleansing sardonic roads it crosses. It’s that tyranny ending By the words of his fellow reflection, man. In the fast pace of life, And grave civil strife, The gong sounds the onset of a new, bright day, And my heart, only here it wants to stay. It’s not history, It’s eternity relived. This poem is Copyright © vrr Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=177894