...tis funny what thoughts come to your mind when you stare out the window. the last time i stared i realized my piece of peace
My Piece of Peace
-rey
Absence of tension?
Freedom from pain?
Maybe the sunset on the horizon
Or simply getting out of the rain.
What is my piece of peace?
Where do I find it?
When do I indulge in it?
I know, I know when it comes by.
I know where it lies.
Its not the sunrise nor the sunset.
Nor the beauty of any sonnet.
It’s not in the absence of worries.
But I might find it in one lady’s kiss.
It’s not the relief of getting off work.
Neither the quiet of the library.
It’s not the song of the nightingale.
Nor the words of my favorite story.
My piece of peace is a marvel to behold.
With a smile that beams like the sun
A heart more precious than gold
My piece of peace lies where you are.
My piece of peace is in what you do.
Sharing life through stories till dark,
Exchanging laughs and sighs, even frustrations too.
I find it when I look at you
I find it when I hear your voice
I find it when I feel your presence
I feel it as I share your joys.
When you read in a corner,
When you study at a distance.
When you lie asleep by my side,
When we go out for a ride.
When I confide in you,
When you confide in me.
When we run errands for family,
Even when we act silly.
That’s where I find my smile.
That’s where I find my true self.
That’s where I am at ease.
That’s where I find my piece of peace.
