Montserrat

Peace waits among the hills;  I have drunk peace,  Here, where the blue air fills  The great cup of the hills,  And fills with peace.  Between the earth and sky,  I have seen the earth  Like a dark cloud go by,  And fade out of the sky;  There was no more earth.  Here, where the Holy Graal  Brought secret light  Once, from beyond the veil,  I, seeing no Holy Graal,  See divine light.  Light fills the hills with God,  Wind with his breath,  And here, in his abode,  Light, wind, and air praise God,  And this poor breath.