Peace is mine

Peace is mine
and I am feeling sublime
peace is yours
just there, always out of time.
The gift, the present
a doorway, tis funny,
cause its neither yours or mine.
How often we fight
for what was always given.
I'm ashamed at how often
I have been completely blind.
But in that peace
there is no room,
for hardness
or being unkind.
One is suspended
far away, out of the mind.
All those lines,
merge into everyness.
the perfect tangle,
The simple life.
No fears,
of beginning and ends.
This peace is mine.
how about you?
are you aligned?


Eliberocelta el Torcal out of time

I really enjoy poetry, it's meaning, and it's perfection.

The way words can define me, you, and everything.

When I find myself lost, through poetry I find direction.

Thank you for this post my friend.

Cheers,
-StS