There is a Peace

There is
A peace

That doesn’t
Need you.

That’s
Me.

Not certain why,
After all this time,

I still want so bad
To give the world

So
Much.

Not certain
Why I don’t.

Not certain if any thought,
Anytime, at any place,

Has ever been worth more than the air
On a Wednesday morning,

Windows down, listening
To the radio off,

Wind through
Every way it can,

Washing what
Was before,

Wishing what
Lies ahead,

Leaving it all to be one thought,
One single thought throb,

Persistent,
Persistent,

Persistent, throb
Of a single thought
colored over

Persistently persistent
Present Moment

A thought and not
A moment too soon,

Come
Again

Come
Again.