I dreamed of a place
Called peace,
Where worries never happen.
I hoped for a destination
Called calm,
Where I could find
Healing of mind.
Instead I found Life
Called usual,
Where troubles are
Not unusual.
I found that Mecca
Does not exist.
I learned that problems
You cannot escape.
I know now what
Matters most.
With God by my side,
For all of life
I can survive
All things that come my way.
image from Fernwood and my own words
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