The brightness was glaring
So early in the morning
Blue skies dotted with white clouds
People speak of escaping
Going somewhere peaceful
Birds are singing
Soft waves lapping the shore
A light breeze
You question decisions
Why escape from paradise
Some do not know what it takes
A little effort is always required
Rainbows are not free
Gold coins are needed
Contribute a few at each end
Stagger back home
You have found your peace
Visit a large city
Get dragged into the hum-drum
Ignored by everyone
Except for the panhandlers
The grass is not green
It is not even grass
Stores do not appeal
You are a no-one
There is no caring, except for
Your caring for peace
There are countries caring
They are helpless because of
The tyranny of their leaders
There is no chance until they
Break from their chattel
There will be that breaking point
Opportunity will then present
We watch this from afar
Realize what we have
The beauty of nature and
The challenge to keep it
Here is peace, although
Not always perfect
It towers the alternatives
Stanski
July 3, 2022, ^
Steve Haarman 