Peace, Be Not Proud

Peace, Be Not Proud (A Reverse Davidian) Evasive Peace, be not proud That world's entire wealth can't purchase you. Perhaps you'll not be bought for silver, gold, Saphires, rubies, pearls and diamonds too. But dare you say, for LOVE you won't be sold? Evasive Peace, be not proud That high you dwell, atop a towering tor! Like Bruce's spider, ceaselessly we will Try to heave ourselves right up to your door By scaling, inch by inch, your craggy hill! Evasive Peace, be not proud That none can see or hear you; so no clue We have to track you down. But we can feel Your presence versus present absence too: Suffices this, your hide-out to reveal! Evasive Peace, be not proud That you, At'lanta-like, can keep mocking Your chasers all for whom you're much too fast! Like shrewd Hippom'nese, your pathway blocking With 'golden apples', win we shall, at last!