Peace

My Heart doth break, when I see hate,
This world is torn apart.
Such beauty is seen in creation wide,
But man knows not where to start.

Upon the highest mountain,
And on the plains below.
The search is made for peace,
Something some men may never know.

Why with such expanse in space,
The ocean deep and wide.
Can not the creature with his kind,
In peace therewith abide?

I have looked on high,
I have searched down low.
The truth of this, a mystery be,
Until I did the answer know.

That peace is not within a man,
It is a gift from above,
Not space, or sky, or nature,
But is found in God’s love.
MFL