My peaceful place is anywhere
that I can be alone
Weeding in the garden,
building walls of stone,
basking in the solitude
afforded me at night,
calmly I regenerate
as darkness turns to light
I'm ultimately tranquil
when I venture out to jog,
with each revolving footstep
I clear the densest fog.
My mind is refreshed
while endorphins get me high,
consciousness is bouncing off
my slightly heavy thighs
Physical and mental
both a vital part of life.
together they insinuate
to numb the jagged knife.
Life can prove chaotic,
overwhelming in it's pace,
I find my inner peace
and offer it as global brace.
For only in the giving
of my visceral virtue,
can true peace be attained
as all pretense now subdued.
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