“ Finding A Way ” ~ to a place of peace ~

 

Your mind insists

Has need subscribe

To a place of peace,

So as to find a way

To but survive,

And so to stay

Vicissitude’s tide

Reigns so each day,

Hence I entreat

Time finds repair,

To so await

A period fair,

It elects swallow

What’s left to bloom,

And thus too soon

Means chose a morrow,

Before I find a way

To a place of peace!