In the wispy morning mist
Or the match clutched in my fist
In the donut so sugary
Or the coffee a tad bit watery
I peer and rake to find it…
Restless peace
In the angry sea wave that lashes
Or the muddy grass patches
I stare and search to stumble on it…
Restless peace
In the literature I loose myself in
Or a bar of chocolate that’s nothing but pure sin
I grope blindfolded and reach out for…
Restless peace
In the little things that amuse me
Dreams, fantasies or memories
Or the banter of my five-year-old niece
Where do I find thee oh restless peace?
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