Peace.....Missing

Peace

Sensitive and mysterious 

It comes and goes

A thought of Imagination 

But never secure

Compared to morning dew

And fog in late afternoon

It comes in burst

When evaporated recedes no trail 

No remains

No memory

So what's Peace ? 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A very hard word to define. Peace has a different definition for the each of us. I pray for pray. I'm tire of war. I also need peace in my life and thoughts. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry. Made the reader think. The goal of the writer.
Coyote