by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)
Peace flows into me
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Language: English
Peace flows into me
As the tide to the pool by the shore;
It is mine forevermore,
It ebbs not back like the sea.
I am the pool of blue
That worships the vivid sky;
My hopes were heaven-high,
They are all fulfilled in you.
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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- by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933), "Peace", appears in Rivers to the Sea, first published 1915 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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