Most of one's life is filled with worry,
But mine has taken a turn.
I have never felt this joy,
This ease.
Am I finally
At Peace?
What can a person describe as peace?
Is it a time where no stress is felt?
A time where everything makes sense?
A time where our we can be careless.
No.
I am not At Peace.
To be At Peace,
Would mean my death.
If that is true,
Then I am far from Peace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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