I had peace like a river
bubbling forth from a cool spring
trickling over pebbles
sparkling clean and glistening.
My peace was once
fresh, young and vibrant.
I had peace like a river
that splashes over boulders
is churned to a frenzy
beaten to a fine spray
tossed and sliced
against jagged rocks
in seething, boiling rapids.
My peace was once
troubled, shredded and broken.
I have peace like a river
that is deep, wide and mighty
yet flows on calmly and quietly,
meandering slowly in it's course.
The sea patiently waits ...
