Here I will focus the writing on poetry and commentary.

Traveling in a dream,

I remember waking alone

in an environment

so familiar

with cobblestone.

We were traveling,

time stood still,

church bells signaled

our measured distance.

Yet I felt alone, miles away.

Seemed nearing midnight

the sky coming alive,

the stars echoing my mind,

I felt forever searching sky.

I wanted only peace tonight.

The cobblestone led me

further into my mystery.

I’d found my peace.

inner turmoil gone,

this could be my serenity.

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