When
mind is inundated with uncertainties,
Meanders,
with time, to descry peace;
Peace
mere means realization, what desired?
Or
the peregrination shalt be admired;
Peace
isn't what one attains with pilgrimage,
But
when heart feels contented with no regret;
Peace
is when one can slumber sans Happy Pills,
And
eyes with benevolent dreams is filled;
When immaculate smiles hide contrived fears,
Spirit
destitute of wellness doesn’t appears;
A
theory or command on paper arduous to impersonate,
Some
believe in illumination, some in fate;
Peace
is not momentary but default & defined,
By
virtue of fathomlessness, it’s vision doesn’t becomes blind :)
©
Pranav Chaturvedi 2016