Man of Peace

A Man of Peace

I am a Man

Of Peace.

I have known the other

The scream caught crawling

In the back of the throat

As you roar into the fray

And bray and spray and

Bleed and die.

Alive and dead.

Let me retrace

My steps, allow me

The open arms to

Begin again to

Twirl anew to

Be the being that

Is the work

Of Peace.

The World of Peace

That wants to be

Those cool green thickets

That calm, those

Loved eyes, those

Scents and laughter

On the wind.

The end point that

Is never an end but

Ever a beginning, a

Raising of the times

A gift of creation

I stand for that

Bowed before that world

And strong, a

Man of Peace and

Protection, my body my

Spirit my Soul rapt

In Hosannah as I

Enfold and unfurl.

Let the ripple roll

The birdsong sing

The wildness silent as

The crystal spring.

Let it be, let it

Pour in the world

As my tears and heart

And my Soul swell with

Peace, a Man at Peace.