MIRRORS OF LIFE
PEACEISALL
WHO IS THAT KNOCKING ON MY HEART'S DOOR?
NO TIME HAVE I, NOT ANY MORE,
BEGGER, MERCHANT, CURSE OF MY GRIEF,
MORE SAD AND BLUE AND NO RELIEF?
SO BE OFF YOU GO, NOT SUCH A CHORE.
THEN COMES A VOICE SERENE AND SWEET
MY TWO EARS DO NOT WANT TO MEET,
PERHAPS IT WAS A MISTAKE I RECALL,
THEN SPEAKS AGAIN, "PEACEISALL!"
WHICH STANDS ME TO MY MENTAL FEET.
A FAR WINDOW FROM THE DOOR
I PART THE CURTAINS TO SEE MORE,
TO CATCH PERHAPS JUST ONE GLANCE,
AT ANYONE OUT THERE PERCHANCE,
PERHAPS COME HERE TO EVEN SOME PAST SCORE?
THEN ME THOUGHT IT WAS THE WIND
SOME INNER TORMENT I HEARD, PERHAPS FROM WITHIN,
STOOD I SHAKING, FEAR IN AND OUT,
WHAT IS THIS INTRUSION ALL ABOUT,
THAT HAS COME TO HAUNT ME ONCE AGAIN?
"WHO'S THERE?" I BELLOWED, LIKE A LION'S ROAR
AS I CAREFULLY AIMED MY VOICE AT THE DOOR,
THEN CAME THE ANSWER ONCE AGAIN,
I KNEW FOR SURE THIS WAS NOT PRETEND,
AS IT CALLED TO ME THE MORE.
BE OFF WITH YOU MY FRETFUL SOUL DID IMPLORE
ALMOST LIKE A CHILD I BEGGED THE MORE,
AS I TURNED AND RAN DOWN THE HALL,
THEN CAME THE VOICE WITHOUT, WITHIN, A CALL?
BE STILL MY QUAKING HEART, TIS...."PEACEISALL"!
THEPOETSKISS COPYRIGHT 2002
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