This poem was inspired by this phrase, ‘peace comes dropping slow’ written by W.B.Yeats in his poem ‘The Lake Isle of Innisfree’.

A weeping willow hangs low,

green umbrella of fronds.

Inside I stand alone,

enveloped, quiet, safe.


Shaded from the sun’s glow

A soft breeze rustles through.

My shoulders stiff as stone

I breathe deeply and sigh.


Peace comes dropping, slow.

Soothing life’s heavy weight,

For here I find solace.

Seeping warm through my soul.


My frail body below

This stately, ancient tree,

That calms the troubled mind

And sets my spirit free.



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