Face To Face With Peace Poem by Ayni Poet

You envisioned me
As a witty shaman that takes souls
Beyond the agitation of the world,
And calls upon the Four Winds,
To blow away worries,
Tension and fears.

You want my liberating droplets
To calm the turmoil of the thoughts
But I reside in the space between them,
I don't belong to the Mind's realm,
There, where you're not used to feel.

You crave for me, believing
I'm the most keen medicine
The one-fix potion,
The cream that cools tired wings.

You don't know me
Because I'm so intimate, so subtle
I'm not a state,
It's impossible to fluctuate,
The footsteps of passing energy
Leave me stainless.

I am the root of your Being,

My name is Peace (Shanti) .