In-Dwelling Peace

IN-DWELLING PEACE I went up and down in quest of peace Indeed! I found one: an illusion I proceeded in my hurt for peace Obviously my bullet hit one A wealth of joy filled my being But was a wolf in sheep clothing Down cast for shooting a wrong target Enraged, furious, frustrated! Aware of my illusion, I press further With empire of enthusiasm I move More conscious of what comes But non resemble PEACE I advanced the search Patience and courage were wearing Perturbed the propeller broken I realized it dwell not on earth Weary becomes my patience and courage The gut to advance faded Now camped and fed by perturbation Agitation became the air I breathe It dawn on me that PEACE, has no abode Hold and embraced by illusion I stumbled across an ancient treasure Flipping the pages, was arrested Behold, what I have been looking for Reside in this scroll, PEACE No wonder, no wonder They call it the word of PEACE