This is the third post in my ‘Peace Poems’ series; be sure to click through to the Category to see the rest of the posts.
Peace – Sara Teasdale
Peace flows into me
As the tide to the pool by the shore;
It is mine forevermore,
It ebbs not back like the sea.
I am the pool of blue
That worships the vivid sky;
My hopes were heaven-high,
They are all fulfilled in you.
I am the pool of gold
When sunset burns and dies–
You are my deepening skies,
Give me your stars to hold.
You’ve probably heard of Save the Children, but their Syria Crisis Appeal seemed particularly relevant. Over 11 million people have been displaced due to the conflict in Syria – for perspective, that’s the same as the entire population of Greece. And many people are still trapped in besieged areas. The word ‘crisis’ is kind of losing its meaning right now, but this situation is exactly that.
It is not all negative though. Save the Children have people working in Syria to provide food and water, keep schools running, and provide emotional support for traumatised children. They’re working with partners to reach the most vulnerable children and families.
It’s so encouraging to me that people devote so much time and energy to help those who need it so badly. If you’re interested in learning more, or making a donation, the Syria page is here.
Thanks for reading, and have a lovely day.