Peace is the sun rising
in the morn
with hues the eyes relook
and stress the sun is
while its armour is worn.
Peace is me being wrapped up
in swaddling clothes
in my cozy cot
inside the twilight moon
away from wild critters here.
Peace is ease with pain removed
and even more easeful it is to flatline.
This poem tells what peace is by stating examples. Peace is regarded as the sun rising in the morning with colours we love and we have to look again. Sure, peace is what we all want to keep enjoying. Stress is the sun when its armour is worn means that it becomes the opposite of how it was in the morning when one could look at it and relook.
Peace, in the second stanza, is regarded as the comfort that comes with being wrapped up in clothes in a comfy bed inside the moon! Definitely, one will be far way from people here on earth.
Peace is then regarded as ease after pain is removed but nothing can ever be as peaceful as death.