I Found My Peace
Oh! how desperately, I wish the strange sounds
that carry meaning entering through
my cave of drums make sense in my mind.
Through hardships toward stars I made it so far,
unsure whether a curse that haunts me or blessing that guides me.
My spirit guide seems to have been a busy bee walking me through my troubles.
Living on the reserve fuel for a while, the moment it seems to run out,
it refills to that minute levels to keep me going.
After losing hope, in a strange irony I found may be not joy or happiness
but a sense of peace...
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