Ecstatic Peace, the Sacred Fire,
lifting people ever higher.
Ecstatic Peace, it fills the air,
the scent of roses everywhere.
Ecstatic Peace, the open door,
consuming every thought of war.
Ecstatic Peace, the Sacred Path
of overcoming pain and wrath.
Ecstatic Peace, the waters calm,
soothing feelings like a balm.
Ecstatic Peace now fills the Earth,
the Golden Age is given birth.
Copyright © 2009 by Kim Michaels