Place of Calm

Turn to yourself to attempt to end
The drive to despair and turn to nowhere
For the answer is there in the place of calm
Allowing you the escape from turmoil.

Life is actually quite good if remembered
That is just for yourself and not others
That life is meant to be lived.

The Past is Lived

The past is lived over again and again
Playing over and over for ourselves
Yet we tend to push off the bad memories
And hold onto the best ones.

We remember the gentle moments and
We recall the sweet smiles for a long time
As well the soft touches of those we loved
Clinging to them and storing them away.

Though the memories’ fine and last a long time
Their breezes and scents hold no weight
As long as the ones we have loved
Remain a part of our lifes, stirring our souls.

The Gap

Seeking that which is
reveals those who seek
And the wise become plain.

If one never seeks
To find any understanding
Then the plain becomes the wise.

Either wise or plain
Seeker or not
Closer closes the gap.