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[bodytext] => Peace-Be still So still you can hear the wool grow on the backs of sheep. And the grass grow on the snow covered meadows. Allow the angels to sound their golden trumpets. A sound so soothing the stars shine- an ensamble of light and perfection of music- silence. Peace- Be still Still as the fallen in their eternal rest. Unwaken of man as they destroy God's creation to feel adequate to the fellow man. Who has sold his soul for a golden staff. Peace- Be still. As the crowd moves from a mosh to a hush. In awe of the splendor of your humble pose. Standing like a snow covered mountain. Peaceful at glance; Intrigued at sight. Beautiful. Flawless stone of light with radiant colors. Peace - Be still As still as the newborn dream. A precious flower of love with a lifetime ahead of its own being. To blossom-marvolous. Pasture of whites, yellows, reds, and shades of green. Not a ounce of rage. Nor hatred consumes thy heart. You are heaven sent. Peace- Be still. I've fallen into a trance in your presence. My heart no longer beats. There is no pulse. I've fallen into the vortex- of the deepest ocean of blue. The swirl of your soft voice. Your gaze- fills me with liquid thunder. Your touch- silk lighting. I silently humble as if a summer strom approaches in the ending frame of September. The evening comes to a close in the meadowlands. I am at peace. For you too are still. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 2 [informant] => Chitown [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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