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Jul 2016
Through the vision you have given me
I found the peace in my heart
But it was not as I thought it would be
To know comfort was not of knowledge
Only perception
But to know peace was not of perception
Only knowledge
And what I came to know was not how I’ve been sleeping

True love can feel fingers separated by glass
Smile knowing of the coming storm
Live on after the loss of a child
It is so that we must feel these things if we are to be alive

Born from dark murky shadows into bright cold lights
It is life that begins without peace
Or knowledge
Or perception
But though a flower will grow as destined with water and sunshine
A baby can be a rose for beauty
A tree for shade
A sunset for comfort
An ocean framed by palms and dreams
If only someone will show him how

Will he know a slave feels love
That a hero knows fear
That a woman can be brave
That men **** for a God of love
That the desire for equality is seen as subversive
As a **** growing in a green meadow
Will he know these things
And will he recognize it as peace in his heart

He will know
as…
An honest man
even as an island
as…
A civilized man
even as a bruise
as…
A dignified man
even as a victim
as…
A strong man
even as a pauper

It is this peace…
to be willing to live outside while it rains
… because outside is who you are
to be willing to be struck down in the streets
… because the streets are who you are
to be willing to be cursed as you speak the truth
… because the truth is who you are

Peace

It is not what you think
If you don't
It is not how to escape
Because you cannot
It is not what you pretend
If it is wrong
It is not about power
If that is what you want

It is only who you are
Who you are
No matter how much turmoil all around you
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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   NV, --- and Weeping willow
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