Even if I could
give you peace
I am not certain I would.
Struggle breaks apart
and shreds the comfortable ways
we hold in our hearts.
Discomfort makes us let go
of ideas held taut by thick skins.
It make us eager to run to and fro
to shake off the pain and instead
become free to fly beyond
the old ideas lodged in our heads.
I would not have you wait for permission
to embrace the battle inside.
I would have you take over the mission
to set fear and pride aside.
True peace only arrives
when our hearts are torn asunder,
and we discover
what makes us truly alive.
annarino writes 