What is peace?
Is it objectivity within the mind?
a stellar perspective, no longer confined?
Is it the power to choose the right and the good?
the will to embrace the “ought to” and “should”
Is it the assurance of those who love us dearly?
the solid connections that dwell here, so clearly
The nature of peace, I cannot define
Beyond mine comprehension, so long as I call it “mine”
I think, given time
my acquaintance will grow stronger
By seeking
I’ll come nigh to peace, and her partners
