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I give peace

my peace

a deepness and a calm that keeps

the high waves of grief or pain

of growing distance or indifference

from shattering your frail faith

peace I give

my peace

forged each day upon the anvil of

your crucified and yet undying

pride

peace

my peace

the peace that keeps depression from despair

that finds within the darkest woods

moments of sunlight where the leaves

beam slow smoke in the autumn air

keeping the hope that in a while

all that here is only seen

savoured shared or understood

when it is past

always will be yours

within my kingdom