Whispers of Peace

Whispers of Peace

May the bothered heart, heavy with grief,  

find that which soothes,  

where the silence of the earth holds peace,  

and the winds speak in whispers of calm.  

Let the troubled mind, wearied by endless thoughts,  

rest in the warm embrace of stillness,  

where time moves slowly,  

and every breath becomes a quiet prayer.  

May the soul, seeking refuge,  

drown in the still waters of understanding,  

and find its anchor not in the storm,  

but in the quiet after.  

May solace be the invisible hand that lifts,  

the still small voice that promises peace,  

and in the deep creases of heartache,  

may it plant the seed of quiet joy.  

For even in the deepest sorrow,  

may the bothered heart find its way to rest,  

where the noise fades,  

and the soul is allowed to heal.

©Gloria