she makes me want to lay down arms

she makes me want to lay down arms 
that all the wars have been fought, and won 
that it is time to turn tilth the blood and bones 
of all the fallen yesterdays 

so, with mine own sweat my tree to nourish 
and it thereby to diversify, to edify 
to cultivate a towering silver city 
so ageless golden civilizations to flourish