TO FIND & SEEK HER

Peace,
Sometimes like the evening,
Falls on me.
Sometimes,
I’m more convinced I need to run somewhere to find and seek her.

All along, though,
She was still there –
Day or night,
Moon or shine,
Rivers wild or still – there.

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