12.11.2009

Where is Peace at last?

Where, oh where is my peace at last?
I continue to drift...
shapeless, voiceless- through time, tripping clumsily over rocks like love,
and the blood of my foot prints sinks deep behind me,
traceless
and finally faceless, easily un-remembered.
Elusive is peace...
elusive is my peace. 

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