Tuesday, March 30, 2010
A Garden Of Peace
I think it's wonderfully and woefully crazy how the world works.
When you try to get a piece of peace, turmoil comes at you from all angles. There isn't a moment to even think, much less gather some peace.
When you could care less about keeping the peace, peace sticks around; makes itself known. Those are the times when peace pulls up a lawn chair.
I've always said when I got my own place, I would make me a garden of peace. Just somewhere away from the telephone and the internet and everybody and just sit there. Watch my fountain shoot water into a never ending blue sky. Drink some sun tea, and just grab a good book or two and be at peace; not only with the world, but with myself.
I think that's part of the problem.
I'm not at peace with the world. And the world knows it, because it's constantly trying to make me not be at peace with myself. Eternal struggle, constant tug-of-war. It's enough to make someone give up on peace.
But not me.
Now playing: 14KT - A Garden Of Peace (Revisited)