Only Peace
Within this storm of emotion
There is a quiet center
only I can’t find it always
it’s sometimes enough
to know it is there
amidst the chaos of feeling
swiftly the falcon’s gyere
as the beast slouches along
Trying too hard,
I fall away
from what is
That I Love,
not because I am good,
or even that it is true,
well,
maybe,
because it’s true
And I need that
In this storm
of illusion
