Peace.
The inner being of tranquility.
A luxury to many.
But unattainable to more.
Look inside your heart.
Start there and work your way.
Into the moonlight and music.
Of your soul.
Swimmming in the moonlight.
Leasurely so.
Speak not. Think not.
Listen to the melody of the universe.
Tranquility.
A state of mind.
The stilled thoughts brimming.
Sifting and sorting.
A silence so comforting.
A balm to the injured soul.
I soak up the silence.and the silvery moonlight.
It heals my being.
Crossing the ocean of misery and strife,
Here I arrive today.
At the island of tranquility.
A prisoner no more.
I am free.
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