10-5-23

As I wander through landscapes unknown,

Coming to accept that peace is a visitor, not a resident.

How bravely we dream-How frightened we live.

Expecting more of ourselves than anyone can give.

I run from the chaos my mind can create,

Looking for someone else to help man the gate.

Finding no one, I must accept that I am alone.

Chaos and peace will come and they will go.

I must allow them to change me, for that’s how we grow.

When something is gained, something is lost-

The pain of loosing my pride, well worth the cost.