Peace*

An aspect of life 
That has eluded me so far, 
A well taught belief 
That has deceived me so far, 
The habit of millions 
That I have forsaken 
Grips me now with fear.

In the most compelling moments 
I respond with obedience 
While in the waking hours 
I question 
If that were the thing 
 I was looking toward 
Then why so much hush, 
Why so much clamour?

All that has forgone 
And all that is yet to be 
And all that in between, 
The I and the you and the 
Difference …

It’s as if I was never cut out to love 
Anything beyond the palpable.

It’s as if I was never prepared to love 
That which offers solace in darkness.

*first published in Voices of Humanity (Vol 1)
Ardus Publications, Canada, 2016