Peace of Mind
Let life be dance of heart and feet
to rhythms of the soul and street
that are the song of where you're found...
and where you've been...and where you're bound
that sings to glimpse of bluer sky
and path perhaps less traveled by
becoming all that might converge
in being you will see emerge
from shadow now you merely seem
of warmth and love that dares to dream
and quicken pace of shuffled gait
to skip that does not hesitate
to show the world that peace of mind
is how you feel...not what you find.
Bio: Old man.
Prefers to craft with sole intent
of verse becoming complement...
...and by such homage being lent...
ideally also compliment.
The Ekphrastic Review
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