Let me hear the wind rustle
Through the last remaining autumn leaves
For in its soulful tunes I hear
The hymns of everlasting peace.
The flowers that sway in obvious glee
The waves that die on the rocky shore
The distant calls of a lonely bird
I can never stop, wanting more
For in these sights and sounds I find
The peace my troubled mind does seek
Wipes away the worries which
To the outside world I never can speak
There was a time when in mental strife
The world I searched for a little peace
People, places, the money I earned
Could still not put my mind at ease
Then one day to me I turned
And the missing peace I found within
In simple thoughts and honest acts
Leading life without a sin
Our lives we often spend in chase
Of wealth and pleasures beyond our need
And peace will only fill our hearts
The day we leave our life of greed.
In each creation of the Lord, around
In their beauty, peace I could find
And in surrendering to the Lord above
Sublime peace, then fills my mind.
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