Peace
I can feel it,
becoming in me.
Growing inside.
Birthing the new
me. The old
one is dead.
Renewed from
the very source.
living life,
with a new force.
Through a
living death
I found life.
Finding peace
amongst the
strife.
I’ve found a
burning fire.
an unconditional
desire. I have
found a place,
now that I
have found
my saving
grace.
October 27th, 2000
Sarah Comstock
Copyright © Sarah Comstock | Year Posted 2011
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