Thursday, July 21, 2016

Peace

is a rock.

Dry. Motionless. Desiring nothing.

Life is chaos. 

Struggling against itself. Always reaching, striving, wanting more. More.

More.

Life and death, creation and destruction, the eternal dance. Two sides of the same coin. One and the same.

Peace

is a projectile

and when the dust settles...

Perhaps there will be more of the only thing that makes life worth living:


Love