Searching for Solace

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a calm breeze sweeps by these ocean's gentle waves
my soul hit a checkpoint, this story saved
I long for the days when our worries were none
that transient dream I sadly escaped from
my heart inside beats its rhythm two-fold
the butterfly that blossoms out of the dark cold
I am glad I turned off the noisy news
I hold onto hope in these troubled blues
my ears listen to the soft voices near me
a comforting sound that soothes my psyche
this bright forest lures me in yet again
the wonders around that sing to no end
these empty streets are healing much more
from what we pollute that shakes this earth's core
mother nature is a force to be reckoned with
our false lies shroud in secrets and myths
I give a small flower to a random peep
she smiles and says thank you... a gem to keep
these small acts of kindness go round in many ways
mending the wounds of this shattered, broken place
I think of my father who was so brave
determined to find the light out of this cave
I kneel down and show respect to him
a present, a gift, a miracle, a hymn
for a moment, all time was irrelevant
but it only takes a snap to alter and bend
that dream we had in those highs of melodies
are now a fragment of our memories
I refuse to be grounded in reality here
take us to a place filled with no fear
help us through this wasteland of empty cries
echo our pleads so that we will rise
carry us through this hellscape of sorrows
help us promise there will be a tomorrow
beam your light and its perfection of rays
people will leave, but you will surely stay
your love builds the bridge to cross this hole
closing the void in this heart to make whole
these clouds separate as clarity shines
this power is much greater... how divine
my eyes set right on the paths ahead
the waves wash off my poisons and dread
I take another breath as I reach forth
stepping in the right direction, traveling north
I remember the times when life was so calm
but now I have the world in my palm
we have to take time off of these bright screens
and into the worlds never before seen
I believe in such a place well worth its prime
written in the tablets of teal through time
how can I recover from such a shadow?
I calmly come to my senses in this meadow
my dreams consist of epic adventure tales
my heart yearns for these moments in trails
I long to create memories I cherish
our sweet dinner in the city sights of Paris
this romantic affection pulls my grasp
a love so cute that I let out a gasp
I take her hand and visit a theatre
watching this story, the tales of Peter
I imagine more of the times that follow
resisting the pull that sucks me in and swallows
I take my time to clear out these bad thoughts
getting to the high tensions of this plot
I appreciate what builds me up yet again
my thanks pour out to my lovely friends
I return back to the ocean's tranquil
I imagine from a different angle
this amazing journey is one to behold
I listen to the stories that they have told
my treasure is buried beneath this surface
the keys to unlock this greater purpose
these art and cultures are so profound
they have an influence on our quest through sound
another day has passed to our delight
I sing the songs that birth our light
I hope we will get stronger through more
unlocking the power from this filled core
but for now, I rest my eyes in this paradise
I reach out to welcome all so nice
let us pray and begin anew tomorrow
returning the favor that we have borrowed
the last page in this chapter is now turned
a part of this lesson that we have now learned
to close this poem so forever flawless,
I open this door, searching for solace...

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