Water dripping,
A spring flowing,
The sound of a bird in the air,
Then silence

Silence like a hope unfolding,
Silence like a soft whisper,
Silence like a gentle prayer,

That the guns will be stilled,
There will be no sound of anguish,
No sudden cry of pain,
No innocent blood spilling,
That there will be peace in our land,
No sound,
Just silence.

Marva Seaton

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/peace-273/