I remember
when peace
was a dream or two away.
Dreams to escape the longing
for peace
I screamed, shouted, sighed and sought
each day.
On my knees
passing up to the clouds
my faithful prayer.
Now with this peace in my hands
and the eyes through which to see it's
power
To hold and have it.
To love and live it.
I would not trade the gray
for the love i feel
in this peace today.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
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