Rest, peace, tranquillity, serenity these are found in the eyes of perplexity
It is found by those who know and see the complexity and reality of life's simplicities
It is not found by the lazy, lackluster or idle, for
In them can be no simplicity because they have drown themselves in complexity
It can be many things depending on the person's dream
The true sign of a man who has found this comfort in life’s never ending plan,
The man who stands in any room or expanse and still finds that place with a snap from a hand.
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