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In this life, I have had my struggles—
Mankind’s abuse, intolerance, wars, and corruption.
And no different were the personal aspects:
love, home, happiness—
All fleeting, no peace, within or external.

Then, I found you.

At first, I sought tranquility
An ear to bend, a friendship perhaps.
Yet, you needed serenity, a peace within.
So, it was I who lent the ear, the shoulder, the words of understanding.

In this endeavor, I saw in you a trampled blossom—
Damaged, bent, a bit broken, but not a loss.
You just needed someone, anyone, to care,
To show you the light through the dark.

So, I listened, I nurtured,
Shown light, provided warmth,
Fed you, and caressed the soil with tears,
Until you felt whole again.

To be clear, I didn’t fix you;
I didn’t mold you.
You were whole, you were full of worth.
I only let you see what I see in you.

In turn, you saw me, as I saw you—
Someone discarded on the refuse of life.
Imparted, nay, reciprocated, the kindness you had received,
Knowing that I, like you, lay scarred and injured, but not a loss.

Tranquility and Serenity
Words often interchanged,
But both have meanings that aren’t quite the same.
For one is peace in your surroundings, and the other is peace from within.

You cannot seek one
Without discovering and embracing the other.
Two sides of the same coin, like Yin and Yang,
Always seeking balance.

You guided me,
Lighting my way through the darkest moments.
I held steadfast, unwavering—the rock you needed,
A new foundation to build upon.

I confess this truth to you,
As you have given both, reciprocal,
As I have given unto you.

Time will tell.
This story has not ended.
It is still being written—
A journey to destinations unknown.

And all because,
I FOUND YOU.
I see too often these words used where it should be one versus the other.
And then I reflected upon my own relationship.
I struggle, as do most.  I seek the balance, the peace, both inner and external.

Tao as an augmentation to my Catholic upbringing allows me to seek the peace I desire.  Nothing is right, nothing is wrong; search all permutations, and where there is balance, there is peace, where there is peace, there is truth.
Immortality Jan 9
Snow blankets the earth,
Shivers of frost kiss the air,
Calmness wraps the soul.
Winter reminds me of the beauty found in silence, like Frozen Elsa maybe....
However, I still can't enjoy it fully because my fingers swell during this season..... :(
Lidia Jan 2
Set aside your fight ,
Forget about your might,
Can you see the fading light ?
Nothing now appears bright.
Yes,     you are right !
Everything's out of sight.
So, Please keep quiet ;
Kindly go to bed, Good night.
Asher Dec 2024
Children of one heart,  
Devotion's ocean runs deep,  
Colors make it clear.
A haiku based on the song Dreams Sweet in Sea Major
Lizzie Bevis Oct 2024
Through soft static,
the silence hums,  
as a steady tide,
where chaos succumbs  
and white noise swaddles us
in its soothing embrace
drowning out the clamour,
creating tranquil space,
tuning into the comforting drone,
as peaceful slumber finally comes.

©️Lizzie Bevis
In the stillness of time,
is where I tend to live,
Tranquility and peace,
is what calmness will give.

Everything is at a halt,
and is frozen in time,
a time to decompress and
to just to unwind.

To live in this state,
will be so divine, happiness
for those few moments,
will feel just fine.

I wish that I could stay,
in this frame of reposed mind,
just to dwell for a lifetime,
Frozen in this time.


B.R.
Date: 10/18/2024
ISOLATION from others is
When you are all ALONE,
In your OWN PRIVATE PLACE,
Your INNER PEACE IS SHOWN!!

A CALMNESS of HAPPINESS
when you are at your OWN PEACE,
COMFORT and CONTENTMENT,
and when FRUSTRATIONS CEASE!!

A Feeling of SERENITY,
The STATE of
TRANQUILITY, FELICITY,
of BALANCE and
also STABILITY!!!

A sense of PEACEFULNESS,
WELL-BEING and BLISS,
You are at your own PEACE,
A Feeling of RESTFULNESS!!!


B.R.
Date: 12/2/2023
MetaVerse Aug 2024
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Francie Lynch May 2024
I woke to the warning blasts
Of fog horns on the St. Clair.
They comfort like a weighted blanket.
And the rain falls evenly, now,
On my vegetables,
On everyone's lawn and garden.
All is as it should be this morning.
Quiet, ordered and secure.
I'm glad I'm not over there,
Or anywhere else,
But here.
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