
How does one find
Peace and quiet
How do you
My experience has been
That it’s an elusive state of being
The more I chase it
The further away it gets
However when I stop chasing
For long enough
There it is
Embracing me
The golden key
Is just allowing it to be
Without thinking
But fully knowing
That it is there
Waiting for me
Peace and quiet
Accessible
At any given moment
Unless I chase it
Then it will flee
It’s secret is in
That it waits for me
To comprehend
Thoughts are it’s enemy
It doesn’t have to be found
But thoughts keep pushing
It around
Until thoughts fill my mind
And then peace and quiet
I cannot find
But when I let thoughts go
What do you know
Peace and quiet
All aglow
E.A. Fussell
07.31.2020
Beautiful poem – fits perfect with the picture!
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Thank you 💕
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