Real Peace: A Poem

Real Peace (a couple of lines of prose by Evelyn Underhill that I read this morning and made into these lines of poetry)

It does not mean basking
in the divine sunshine like
comfortable pussycats.

It is a peace
that needs
and indeed
produces
a courageous
and yet
humble kind
of
love.

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One response to “Real Peace: A Poem

  1. The lines of prose:

    This peace, which St. Paul says must crown our love and our joy if they are genuine, is not merely a nice religious feeling that comes to us in times of prayer. It does not mean basking in the divine sunshine like comfortable pussycats. It is a peace that needs and indeed produces a courageous and yet humble kind of love. It means such a profound giving of ourselves to God, such an utter neglect of our own opinions, preferences, and rights, which keeps the deeps of our souls within his atmosphere in all the surface rush, demands, and disappointments, joy and suffering of daily life.

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