What Is Peace?

“When peace, like a river,
Attendeth my way....”
But calling peace a river
Is a silly thing to say.

Peace is still and unwavering,
A shelter from life's storms.
A river is always wandering.
Its current bucks and swarms.

My Peace is a mighty rock,
A core of strength and hope.
I hold to this through any shock,
And know that I can cope.

But Peace is more than stone.
It is the condition of my soul.
It tells me I am not alone.
It glows like a warm coal.

There is comfort and trust
When Peace guides my way.
So while others must adjust,
I will move forward today.