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Seeking Peace

Upon the path

Not yet so formed

I wandered forward

Through new world born

As nature’s branches

Reached like hands

My feet kept going

To find new lands

 

Up far ahead

I saw dim light

Where sun sleeps

Come, when night

I, with a mission

Would wander still

To find the moon

Beyond the hill

 

Its smile for me

Had filled my heart

And led me here

It gave me start

My mind, my heart,

My feet, they tread

As grass would soon

Become my bed