Passing gently over Earth

Angel-like: flitting unseen.

In life acting as our Peace.

She is Queen of the Night,

And of daylight too.

Gaily clad in Midnight blue.

Easily she glides along

More silent than the gentle moon.

Night falls from the bloom

Of day bringing

Tranquillity and peace.

Unceasingly the sea undulates

Rippling on dark and silken waves

Nuzzling against the shingle

Agleam, serenely, silently passing unseen.

Crossing away from us overseas

Alas sweet Peace has gone

Calling her way to other plains

Making Peace

Away from us.

Rowdy rabble as we are

Into the half-light we are plunged,

And yet that unforgiving light perhaps will never dawn.

 

Cecilia Du Maurier