Peace

Peace is like a falling leaf,
That tumbles through the tress,
So calm and tranquail, heaven-husded
By God's own gentle breeze.
Peace is like a bird on wing-
Pure white, descending dove,
That reaches down to everyone
And touches us with love.
Peace is like a puffy cloud
That floats contentedly-
Relaxed, untouched by anxious cares,
In all serenity.
Peace is like a precious gift,
A gift God leaves with all -
Not as the world gives, does He give,
To those who heed His call.