A slave to quietness, though a slave to my voice,
so I pen my verses, from within by choice;
One must be strong, to adhere to what’s right,
to avoid war, and have integrity, and a better foundation for life;
So I leave fate to life, and study my dreams,
and listen, and watch, with eyes seeing.
If understanding is there, this is so divine,
understanding succeeds, even the hardest
We can rest in understanding, as the heart
becomes at peace, awaiting, awaiting…
For hearts to be one piece.