The deep swelling darkness of loss, that pain that illuminates the obvious, it denies cries for relief.
Wanting my eyes to shut, so as not to witness the visions of the mind, no safe harbor form imagination, only taunting answers sent to retrieve.
Peace is a sweetness craved, gold and diamond, countless quests have been launched yet never returned, swallowed up in a sea of questions.
Lay still my mind, lay still, soft breeze will fill me, no sound of wanting or need, just defining quiet that stops my minds ear.
Peace, just peace.
Dean N. Nixon, Seminar Facilitator/Life Coach
"It's not about change, it's about growth."