Quatrain of Finding Peace
Look for it
If you are not at peace with
yourself and tranquil
to a sacred core, I
pity the days
forthcoming,
Misery awaits around the
next corner of oneiric
circumstances -
no extra soul
plumbing.
A torn soul only last a short
while, the burdens carried
will make years
seem like
days,
Find harmony in your heart;
believe you are doing
your best; follow all
Heavenly
mores.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 10679
Poem Sanctum
Misery
around
the
next
corner
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