King Peace, you hold these fractured pieces
still. In authority, you hold them still.
When the world rattles, incomprehensible,
You are in and through all things, sustaining.
We would smash our bones our minds
our souls to breaking and you, King Peace,
feel the weight of our aching and offer rest.
You are not like the gods we worship in our
angst and boiling, for you are self-controlled
and clear in your purposes and will.
You do not manipulate or beat into submission
because your character is that of justice
and freedom and mercy and love. You will not be
false to your nature because it is the highest good
and you are honest. Still.
King Peace, let my heart be still before you,
trusting and faithful and honest. Oh still.