Peace and Love are just letters arranged together

They have no meaning until we give them some

And so far we have not mastered their meaning

Someday far off in the future maybe mankind

Will finally understand their meaning

Monday Night May 11th 1846 / Domestic Peace by Anne Bronte

Monday Night May 11th 1846 / Domestic Peace by Anne Bronte


Why should such gloomy silence reign;

And why is all the house so drear,

When neither danger, sickness, pain,

Nor death, nor want have entered here?


We are as many as we were

That other night, when all were gay,

And full of hope, and free from care;

Yet, is there something gone away.



The moon without as pure and calm

Is shining as that night she shone;

but now, to us she brings no balm,

For something from our hearts is gone.



Something whose absence leaves a void,

A cheerless want in every heart.

Each feels the bliss of all destroyed

And mourns the change - but each apart.



The fire is burning in the grate

As redly as it used to burn,

But still the hearth is desolate

Till Mirth and Love with Peace return.



'Twas Peace that flowed from heart to heart

With looks and smiles that spoke of Heaven,

And gave us language to impart

The blissful thoughts itself had given.



Sweet child of Heaven, and joy of earth!

O, when will Man thy value learn?

We rudely drove thee from our hearth,

And vainly sigh for thy return.

Who Ordered the Rain??

Sure enjoyed it while it was here! Looks like we might get some more in the days ahead :)

Everyone wants it



Is it the impossible dream


An idea lost in our minds


Everyone talks about it


Some dream about it


Poets write sonnets about it


Philosopher’s try to teach the meaning of it


Musicians sing songs about it


Politicians promise to bring it to us


Some feel that fighting is the only way to achieve it


Why do we feel so strongly about it


What is this thing that we keep searching for


Does it have a taste


What does it feel like


If we find it will we be happy


If we are unable to find it within ourselves


How can we hope to share it with others


What holds so much Power over us


This magical thing we label as Peace!


Rthde2010