The poem behind the song
Teasdale’s poem finds peace not in excitement, but in release. Its emotional strength comes from restraint: the speaker reaches a point where stillness feels fuller than noise.
The musical setting follows that inward movement, leaving room for the voice and the pauses between lines.
Read the complete poemSara Teasdale
Peace flows into me
As the tide to the pool by the shore;
It is mine forevermore,
It ebbs not back like the sea.
I am the pool of blue
That worships the vivid sky;
My hopes were heaven-high,
They are all fulfilled in you.
I am the pool of gold
When sunset burns and dies—
You are my deepening skies,
Give me your stars to hold.
Text follows the version used in the musical adaptation. Text source ↗
The original poem is in the public domain. The musical adaptation and video are by Melody Tales Music.