For peace

Let there be peace.
Let there be peace.
The sound of Fauré's Requiem
provokes tears even in sunlight.
Winter sunshine
stretching across the frozen plains,
together with all her children:
ah, Mother of Mercies!

Let there be peace.
Let there be ever more peace.
At the sound of the Requiem's music
offered for the dead,
the icy cold of the living is covered and warmed
so that truly truly
the living,
those whose lives are done,
and even those who have yet to live,
are all united in one sisterhood of souls.

Let there be peace.