'Amistad, 2011' by William Storck‘Peace’ by Ruth Asch The Society March 25, 2017 Beauty, Poetry Are the dead at peace in the ground? wrapped in loam, slow dissolving to earth. Is the mother at peace in travail, wracked apart that a child might be born? Does a man find peace as he toils for a cause, half around the world’s girth? Were the martrys at peace as they sang to the God for whose sake they were torn? It is not for a corpse the soul yearns; Not a woman would hold the babe back; As fresh vigour seeps from aching limbs, joy of purpose gives pilgrims new lease; Martyrs were spirits consoled: ‘All’s well’ – quiet and patience I lack – But through muddled strife of my days, I am in peace. Ruth Asch published her first book of poetry ‘Reflections’ in 2009 (St Austin Press) and individual pieces in many journals since. She writes poetry in rare quiet and inspired moments, and otherwise is the mother of four and sometimes a teacher. Her roots are in England but she has been living and teaching for some years in France and Spain. Related Post ‘The Discovery’ by Rebeca Parrott “She vanished to the wood,” they said. “Forget her—that strange and sickly child.” A child? Your face was no more childish than mine. And ... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.