I found my inner peace in St. Margaret’s Church,
Repeating the names of Saints, ending with “Pray for us”.
My mind quiets and contemplates.
I found my inner self in my own silent room,
Breathing mindfully, calming all my senses.
My psyche quiets and examines.
I found my inner soul in Sinnepuxent Bay,
Focusing, feeling, finding clams with my mind-eyed toes.
My spirit quiets and reflects.
Inner peace, inner self, inner soul—all the same goal,
But each road, each path, is so different.
Does it matter which one I take?
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