everything tries to destroy the glimmer of my peace

am i not deserving on immersive boredom?

the boredom that corrodes your life with peaceful smell of beauty and rest

the one that allows your soul here on earth?

saving myself will kill me, saving myself will bury me alive

this is the nectar of truth i sip from the edges of my heart

the whirlwind of chaos swelling in and through thoughts in my head, heart and mind

the imagination that puts one man against another to evoke reaction, needless

this is the peace of God, it takes like the forbidden fruit

this is the peace of God, it taste like the Garden of Eden, to unworthy to enter therein

this is the peace of God, the quench, the reliever, the sign of God

all the war in my heart is fought for the attainment of God

the prince of peace sits in my heart, look up the throne

watch the throne, let the light from your head uplifted brighten your eyes

let you legs walk to the light and be transformed by its penetrating glow

let the scales and pain laced like tissue on the heart be dissolved into brightness