Finding my own peace.

Left alone with a memory

that now gradually fades.

What happens when dreams

fade into some confusion.

When then I see truth

it is saddled with bits of

my heart and soul. They are

together seeking solace.

I passed along the riverwalk

only wishing for a silent joy.

I drove out of the city

knowing nostalgia was safer.

I’m back to imagining peace

in its silent splendor.