Peace of Mind.

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"last night i took a field trip
kind of bent, hopped a fence, cut across a playground
and lay down in a cemetery.
reflecting on my past, present, and current events.
speech slurring out, venting to the moon.
of course she was answering me, not literal,
but in the spiritual sense.
we spoke me myself and i, but i wasn't alone.
in fact it felt that picture of a beach with footprints in the sand,
you know the poem hanging in grandmas home.
where does love come from?
where does it go when its gone?
what takes its place, and why does that space turn hard as stone?
another year i am older today.
in many ways i've grown, but in my head them questions still they roam.
riding a bike, she said its like cycling in circles with your eyes closed,
no hands, blind faith is what she called it.
man said life's an ocean with a lot of commotion:
once you dive, and ya its deep,
but if you could swim it ain't mattering."