A Word: Peace

[myorp]

When all the world's abroil,
And nothing can be done;
Control is gone and all seems at an end,
Peace shall settle
It's gentle wings upon your soul,
And Tranquility reminds
That all these things shall change.

The cycle spins on through death
And renewal, bringing calm and excitement
Through the turning of all things.

Be at peace.

~Morgil