"What is peace?" you ask,
Well, maybe it's the tranquillity of completing our purpose,
Or the calm during meditation and prayers,
Or being in the embrace of a loved one,
Or the nothingness of death itself.
Or perhaps it holds a different meaning for every individual;
A distinct reality for every soul.
But maybe it's nothing;
Maybe peace is but an illusion.
Maybe it's pleasure in disguise;
Or some other emotion we like.
For tell me- how can we distinguish feelings?
Is there a definition? A guide?
Though for me, peace lies in solitude;
I work alone on misty mornings,
Or in the noiseless nights.
With only my thoughts to keep me company,
I write in the lamp's light.
~Sel
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So, where does your peace lie? With family, friends? Someone else? Or is it materialistic? Maybe illusionary?
As I said in the poem, there's no 'definition' for peace, but think about it: When is your mind most content?
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