O my peace, O well <br />So deep no thought could sound it, <br />Whence arose thy spell <br />When in my heart I found it? <br /> <br />Like a coral isle <br />That long silent grew <br />From deepest deeps, the while <br />Slept or stormed the blue, <br /> <br />Emerging to enfold <br />Peace answering the skies, <br />And ringed with rock, where rolled <br />All day the white surge cries, <br /> <br />Till from isles unknown <br />Far on spicy air <br />Seeds in secret blown <br />Sprang to beauty there. <br /> <br />O my love, my sky, <br />That with soft breath broughtest <br />Bloom that cannot die, <br />Of my life thou wroughtest <br /> <br />Such an isle that rings <br />A peace within so dear, <br />Howe'er the strong world flings, <br />Without, his surges drear, <br /> <br />To my heart, whose core <br />Thy love in joy entrances, <br />Like music the world's baffled roar <br />Only this peace enhances.<br /><br />Robert Laurence Binyon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-secret-place-5/
