Weeping endured a night
But Joy comes in the Morning
All becomes well
When Peace makes all still
The storm can rage
But nothing move
You see chaos
I see peace
Weeping endureth a night
But Peace will Be Still
And Joy Will Come In The morning
The world can have its say
It can have its day
Feel all in disarray
But Peace is its own namaste
It takes it all away
A blessing
A force greater than any man/woman
It is deep within… Hidden waters
God’s voice – is my verbal expression
But there will be no digression
About this
My PEACE IS still
We are greater than that
We can agree to disagree
We are here to be free
And happy
With the joy that has cometh in the morning
Peace Be Still
~dst~

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