peaceit's what i've always wanted
i have always quested for it
from sailing tumultuous seas
mouth salty from sweat, seawater, and tears
to climbing the tallest of mountains
heaving for breath and bloodying fingers
completing my own odyssey and still having victory trickle through my fingertips
like the golden sands trapped in the hourglass of life
the one that counts down own very finite seconds of existence
racing against time, i try to find it
peace
there have been guides that have been written
ones penned by the smartest of humans and the dumbest
ultimately, the measure of intelligence never matters
that will not grant you with the knowledge of the universe
because that's what peace is
the secret that has been guarded and tucked away
safe from any of humanity's prying fingers
even we recognize the dangers of our wandering hands and all-consuming eyes
we wrote the story of pandora after all
which some may say is to prove the wrath and power of the gods
but i think it speaks to the dangers of not just humanity's curiosity
but our greed
greed has sowed discord in our communities
from the very beginnings of the threads of fabric from which civilization is made
it makes us want more more more
more than we need, more than we can want, more than we are capable of caring for
curiosity can very quickly bleed into greed
but peace
peace allows us to sit with ourselves
an unbearable task
and to be content
peace is letting a moment pass and sink in
peace is letting things be
we are creatures that want want want
and go go go
this drives innovation and creation
but it manifests destruction as well
want turns into war
go turns into burnout
peace is the remedy
the prized secret humans quest for in every culture
the fountain of youth
gold of el dorado
i have always wanted peace
i have always wanted to be able to fully enjoy sitting with my own miserable self
i have always wanted to be still, and to let things go instead of holding on so tight
and after venturing to find my own fountain of youth, my own el dorado
and coming back empty handed
i knew it was impossible
but then i met you, impossible in your own way
full of patience and courage, yet stubborn and short-tempered
kind and arrogant and sensitive and closed off
so achingly soft yet built so hard
you shouldn't have been possible
you shouldn't have been possible
with the way you light up the whole world with a smile
the way you make everything feel alright by existing
the way the world doesn't seem to turn when you're not around
the way i never have to try
getting lost in your eyes taught me
more than any one of those books written by worldly people
because your eyes are globes
shining with life
soaking in and reflecting back every beautiful thing i can name
the whole world, in one sea of blue
watching your soft smile makes me feel
more than any illicit substances others pump their body with
if they understood how intoxicating it is
to see the curve of your lips, the crinkle of your eyes, the scrunch of your nose
they would quit in a heartbeat
wanting to numb myself has never sounded so unappealing
because your smile makes my chest burst and sing with the best possible emotion
feeling your skin on mine makes me breathe
deeper than a drowning man coming up for air
perhaps it is because without you, i never was breathing
not in the true way that counts
the way that my lungs and diaphragm and heart fill with each inhale
and it calms my buzzing mind to a dull thrum
and everything stills
you shouldn't be possible
the way you bring me everything i thought i needed
in a way that i never knew existed
it shouldn't be possible
i had completed my voyage and adventures
i had completed my odyssey
and i had never found it
but perhaps that wasn't true at all
truthfully, i never returned from my odyssey until i met you
because, as it turned out, you've been my home all along
and so the peace i wanted to find was never about the journey
it was about the homecoming
the coming back to you
peace
it's what i've always wanted
correction:
you
you're all i've ever needed

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amorem
Short Storydifficile est longum subito deponere amorem. translation: it is difficult suddenly to put aside a long-standing love // a collection of poetry and thoughts for the hopeless romantics, be you in denial or fully embracing it