Anthony W. Pahl
BOW OF FREEDOM
Oh gracious Peace, I dream of thee
Exquisitely framed in Liberty.
Myriad candles in the serene quiet night
Cleanse blackened canyons of war and strife
And illuminate the pillars of Freedom’s quest
While flickering softly in thy gentle breath.
Oh sacred Peace, invade our minds;
And upon Honour’s thermals soar divine.
In Freedom’s warmth grow straight and tall
And compromises… refuse them all!
Teach them Peace, teach them to see
That thy worth is naught without Liberty.
Teach and permit humankind to know
That Peace is the arrow and Freedom, the bow.
©Copyright June 8, 2004 by Anthony W. Pahl