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Peace II
Reality exists without my permission;
Unable to manipulate to my demands.
My soul opens; I drink in the moment;
Finally arriving at that place of peace.
Gentle acceptance of the reality of truth;
Ending my dance on the fringe of fantasy.
Life is what it is; nothing will change that;
Yet joining with the flow brings me peace.
I may have disappointment, trials, struggles;
Life is not always pretty; yes, it is often harsh.
I have not been promised a doggone thing;
Thus I cannot be robbed ; I maintain peace.
Sadness sometimes overwhelms my soul;
The blues embrace me with their sensations.
In the midst of troubles, within all sadness;
Riding in on the white horse comes peace.
I look up to the heavens in thanksgiving;
I am blessed to have those eyes that see.
All of my troubles are only temporary;
I can stand firm in the stillness of peace.
Gray clouds part, the sun bursts through;
The brightness of the moment I absorb.
My inner light joins this from the external;
I dance in the sun with a cup full of peace.
22Apr11
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