when we find something that brings us peace, its value cannot be measured
rather than chaos there is peace in the fog as we’re forced to focus
we cannot find peace until we can find the words we all understand
imagine a place where a limit is set on burdens we carry
a vast, open space can bring peace unless that space is on the inside
to find inner peace it’s easier if we first see it in others
there’s a certain peace you only achieve when in a place you call home
not an offering nor a demand, it serves as just a reminder
it’s a place of peace that doesn’t require space only a belief
in a hectic day a strangers hand can provide a moment of peace