Friday, 27 August 2010

Longing for Peace.

My life is a river,

In it I flow,

I attempt to define IT, but how, I do not know.

It's not wide, it's not narrow,

Nor deep, nor shallow.

It expands out to I know not where.

And it pushes me around without a care.

When will the knocks, bumps and vicissitudes stop?

When will I reach the mouth,
that kisses the ocean,
and dissolve?

When will I reach this great ocean of truth and finally find an end? ...

to this longing ...

for peace.


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