The color of forward movement.

Peace is where I go.

Change comes when we least expect it.

I maintain a mental smile.

People come and go. We adjust.

A garden is a place of peace

We are never alone

We carry it with us

Sometimes I do not speak

Don't tell me I can't

Connection

Peace has a thousand arms

How do I express what is in my heart?

Peace is the heart of who I am

Wisdom whispers to me

I am mortal, but not tragic

The balance of joy and sorrow

I look in the mirror.

Peace is the destination.

I listen. I say yes.