When I feel peace,it’s like my whole bodyis on fire,with a dim,yet warm glow.
Soft,like moonlight,peace creeps in my open window,sunlight glows.
Somewhere,A mountain streamrushes down a cliff.A pool at the bottomsits there,unbroken,Like glass.
Somewhere,in a fieldgrass grows,velvet soft,doves coo,sweetly.Somewhere,so peaceful.

Lenox, Massachusetts