i have been looking for it in round about ways
and very small places
peeking and hoping and such.
and laying down with myself on days when I am alone
and feel that way
beat up and called worse and in debt.
schemin off to myself- promises
and well wishes.
I want community
to not feel torn and thrown over rocks.
sunlight and the laughter of a mother and daughter at the bus stop.
It’s precious and I think
in small glimpses of light -and life-
i find joy.
its very easy to feel crushed.
and i do. Now probably more than ever I feel hurt.
but things, once known, are coming back to me
that life is precious
and that we(i) deserve peace.
we(i) want peace
and all of my vibrations are moving there.
