Finding Peace

The 

Thunder 

Of a world 

Divided by 

Societal rules  

And consumed with envy

Can drown out the quiet peace

That longs to heal the wounded hearts,

Bruised by living in this concrete maze

That preys on the weak and less fortunate.

Yet this peace is often hidden within

The unexpected and familiar,

Like the perfect cup of coffee,

Or a salty ocean breeze.

Whatever you can use

To block out the noise

For a moment

Is where peace

Can be

Found.

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