Peace

I knew a moment of peace,
but it did not know me.
Spread-eagling in the meadows,
and chuckling the birchs’ toes,
its scent and sense bejeweled
the breeze, but left me be.

         
          Aug 2012

 

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2 thoughts on “Peace

    • Thanks, Rigel. Not everybody gets it–that peace might ring the doorbell and be mistaken for the pizza delivery guy.

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