Peace And Quiet Poems - Poems about Peace And Quiet

Essential Peace and Quiet in the World, Begins Firstly with Peace of Mind.. The monkey mind within, is unremarkably in fact many things, Often constructive, fractured, although tormented, it silently harasses all of Earth's Human Beings, Basic awareness comes from making this distinction, to enable what will one day come from all of this,.. We must...

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I long for peace and quiet letting only nature speak to me...

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THE SOUND OF PEACE AND QUIET Tis the get together season, company parties and alcohol We need to be with people or we’ll go into withdrawal You tell me to come on over with your desperate voice But the threat of being infected is nothing to rejoice This virus is mean and nasty; there’s little place to hide We’re shutting...

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Election tension Apprehension? Home's a safe space Just in case Fear a riot? I don't buy it Folks just want Peace and quiet The Village Square's Too noisy out there The wise forbear Say silent prayers...

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Peace and quiet? Solitude is all I seek, Time to think, no need to speak; Empty words that mean so little Slack-jawed, now I dribble spittle, Silence rules, my mind just screams, Lost in a maze of broken dreams, While the past is past, or so it seems. Shades of black, shades of white, Shades of grey, shades of night. So is it just the...

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I am an early riser. I love the peaceful solitude of morning, At a time when most of the city is still asleep, I find myself awake preparing to face Any challenges that may come my way, Everything is quiet at that hour, During the hours before sunrise I can feel The tranquil peace and quiet of the house, It does something to...

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Yet There Be Great Peace And Quiet There Yet there be great peace and quiet there just beyond meadows fair World revolts, I long not to care my solitude I do not share As ill winds besiege a fallen spirit Sweet calm, I feel near it Afternoon doves speaking I hear it there - tis nothing- do I fear it My oasis, my hidden...

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Out in the country where things are still. Where I can hear all the sounds of nature. It's a time that is healing for your soul and spirit. It's where you can hear the still small voice of God. Our heavenly father. It's where you can hear things that are sweet to your ears. The wind blowing in the trees. The...

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In the suburbs and the country When the night arrives, You can feel the darkness Where the silence thrives. For a city gal, Used to lights and noise, You would think such peace Would bring endless joys. Though my sleep improves When the quiet reigns, There is something lost Which negates the gains. Though it might sound nuts (And I'm sure it does), In the burbs I miss All that...

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I loathe the sound of modern life man made machine, electric knife chainsaw rip through old oak bough it seems so inhumane, somehow give me peace, tranquillity the robins chirp, the creek of tree buzz of bee, or croak of toad maybe I am getting old not for me the the whirr of drill tranquillity and air of still is all I ask this gorgeous...

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