Peace – By: Sarah Teasdale

Peace flows into me

As the tide to the pool by the shore;

It is mine forevermore,

It will not ebb like the sea.

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I am the pool of blue

That worships the vivid sky;

My hopes were heaven-high,

They are all fulfilled in you.

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I am the pool of gold

When sunset burns and dies —

You are my deepening skies;

Give me your stars to hold.

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