Peace
I sat by myself
near the mountains close-drawn;
I listened alone,
forgotten ... forlorn.
As I watched the dark sea
with it waters so deep,
I uttered a prayer
that I might never sleep.
With the sun setting down,
and the tide rushing fast,
I listened and watched ...
all was quiet at last!
No sound from the gulls,
for all noise did cease,
and, for a few brief moments,
in my world there was peace!
© 1961 : Colin Gordon-Farleigh
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