Searching for the holy grail or a
hammock that shades the mind.
Swaying palms that cover the coast
where waves brush against a shoreline.
Looking for what feels right,
beliefs are arbitrary,
indecision couples whimsy.
Searching for peace or repose
a tree that shelters from the rain,
wild flowers grow on hillsides
where grass grows in tufts.
Facing an identity that sets us
apart from the ordinary,
convictions are solid,
Relaxation exudes peace helping
to discover one’s own spirituality.
Red Wolf Journal Spring 2014, and a fresh start
2 years ago