Peace is Unknown

Peace is Unknown

Peace,

The structure of planet Earth,

The fine line between life and death.

It can be found in the most peculiar places.

Below the deep, bellowing waves of the Atlantic,

Or resting within the gusts of wind, which encircle the Earth.

From the sapphire blue depths of the great unknown,

To the pearl white clouds, as if a bowl of mashed potatoes.

Dancing in the wind, Like human figurines.

Yet when you or I come around,

they seem to stand as still as trees.

Peace can be found in the most peculiar places,

Yet before you no it,

Your wound up in a non-peaceful state,

Yet you cannot rap your head around it.

For peace is unknown.

Within the heart and souls of everything.

Peace.