Friday, December 25, 2020

Of Gone For Good

 Peace is an object 

I'm trying to obtain.

Leave me to my own devices, 

and I'll find it in the rain.


A deep breath, 

I place my focus on my senses.

I can touch the silence 

like a breezy beach day.


Sand covers my feet 

with a brand of warmth 

which can't be beat.


Solace- 

I saw Him in a windowsill, 

bright as God can shine. 

I peaked out to see hope in the daylight, 

opened it up to breathe in the vibrant air.


It's terrible we can't live without a care, 

or pray our worries into an endless abyss.