Peace comes easy in the glade
birdsong soothing every moment
Peace comes easy in the forest
trees whispering songs of the ancients
Peace comes easy in the cabin
time moving so slowly it is stopping
but how do I find Peace in the broken
how do i find Peace in the war zones
how do i find peace with my own troubles
how do i find Peace when so many cannot
it is there
in the breath of the life i engage with
in the simple knowledge of being alive
in the ever present eternal now
in the understanding that Peace is presence
and in the acceptance
that i can only be responsible
for my own
We are writing poems of Peace in the Garden. Feel free to join us.
Paul Scribbles 
Yes, I think you are right, peace is waiting for us. Perhaps it is to be “open,” for peace to come into our life. And our response can always be “peace.”
When I reread your poem, I’m thinking, where there are no other people, there is peace? In the glade, in the forest, in the cabin? But what about life with other people?
It is a question posed by my words. I think ultimately we can only be responsible for our own Peace, with or without others.
Paul I drank a half a cup of coffee this morning and was feeling anything but peaceful until I read your poem. Ahhh…this part was especially beautiful: “it is there
in the breath of the life i engage with
in the simple knowledge of being alive
in the ever present eternal now” Thanks for sharing peace.
We have no control over the world, only the part that directly affects us. The world and it’s troubles is always hard but, I think we have to live in the now. Life is always going to be full of sorrow and pain, joy and happiness. It is up to us to decide what we carry with us and what we discard. Peace to you. May you carry your peace with you out into the world.
I’ve always dreamed of living in a forest. I hope you are finding all the peace you need in your cabin, Paul.
YES! That is it exactly, Paul. We can only be responsible for our own, and peace is presence for sure. This is wisdom and truth. I love it! Enjoy the peace of that cabin, the song of the forest that soothes one’s soul. All will be as it will be, whether we worry or simply wait. I am doing that waiting these days myself.
We must be responsible for finding our own peace. I envy you the glade.
Beautifully wrapped and delivered with a bow. What a lovely thought process and ultimate truth. Great work!!
Amen to that
Sounds right. Paul. We must right our own troubles. Kill the bullies, run and hide? Some are much worse than otherd, most all have to do with other people.
Thanks for peeking in on me. I don’t have a place in the yard. My nephew has one in his. The shed in the picture belongs to our 96 year old cousin. She is having it torn down and is buying a new one.
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You’re so right- being responsible for our own peace is the first step. Enjoy your cabin. Any chance you would pop it on Airbnb? (lol)
I think you are right… the only peace we can find is the one in ourselves. I will hike to some cabins soon…
Thank you for the challenge, thank you for these words, I desperately needed them as I am going through a terrifying time. I have composed a poem that did NOT take me to the place my fear presides. Thank you for the brief escapism.