Coming Back to Peace

Coming back to peace.
By the way of breath.
Unknowingness feels like remembrance.

This soul
gently loves this flesh vessel, this mind
even during wars.

She loves with all the compassion
she could muster.
This soul is one idea of blue waters.

Coming back to peace.
A very big place.

If I see you there,
we’ll play puzzle pieces.

Putting a finger on the lip
we’ll marvel at this

very big place.