Peace

Life deals a tough blow, Cards of fate seem stacked against you. Pressures of life pile on thick, The weight of the world, burring you deep. Love is not your forte, No good can you see. Pause in your thoughts and open your eyes, Take a look around you, what do you see? Mountains of rubble, built up to the sky, Cesspits of rubbish, cluttering the street. Black clouds of doom, hovering above, A bird hanging on for life, as the wind sways his branch. Now close your eyes, and take a deep breath, Look again at what you see, through eyes refreshed. Mountains of rubble, their testament to ability, Cesspits of rubbish, dancing with energy in the street. Black clouds not of gloom, but filled with life, A bird in the tree, enjoying the energy of the wind. From the worms under foot, to the birds up above, Look beyond your first glance, see with your heart. From the smallest of things, ugly and course, To largest of entities, glorious in sight. Take the time to see, the beauty within, To find the energy to heal, your peace will then begin.