Always peace comes 
with a cost
it’s never free
if it does 
then it’s not 
be wary the 
hawker and promises
be cautious of 
easy simple solutions 
you are not 
the chosen one 
you aren’t anointed 
if anything you 
are a mule
tasked with shouldering 
every heavy burden 
heaped upon you 
up the steepest 
slope to the 
highest of mountains 
where upon reaching 
you’ll be freed
from all woe
worries and wounds 
this is the 
price of peace 

I know that 
I didn’t just 
stumble into this 
or upon it
that this and
that it were
for the taking 
if only I 
could find them 
that is the 
difference you see
so many respond
or react but 
so very few 
👀 for things 
that they know 
they will find 
one day someday 
if not today 

Up down 
up down 
goes round 
child’s play 
that is 
until adults 
adopt this 
back forth 
back forth 
and play 
becomes saw
to just 
get through 

I have found 
my canter my
rhythm my stride
and my stroll
no more hurrying 
or running or 
rushing to get 
to somewhere anywhere 
I’ve slowed down 
but not slipped 
or even settled 
for those are
for broken things 
but I rather 
found my niche 
my nest and 
my lovely now