The world is at war because it has lost peace (Pope Francis)

But it’s not just the world that has lost peace.

I lost my peace.

I used to have it.

I used to cook meals with it,

I used to season my food with it.

It was with me when I mowed the lawn.

My peace,

my vision.

I even had it after Orlando . . .

I was watering the garden

and I looked up

at the clouds passing over the field,

and that was when I realized that peace was missing.

Have you seen it?

It was right here only yesterday?

You ask, “What did it look like?”

Well, like a sunrise,

like a bird singing in a tree,

like a wetland beside the interstate.

It looked like a gun with a flower sticking out of it.

It looked like a catchy bumper sticker,

like a sunset,

like a red and pink Hawaiian guitar

with islands stenciled on it

and a hula dancer...

For the rest of this new poem by  poet-in-residence Gary Lindorff in ThisCantBeHappening!, please go to: www.thiscantbehappening.net/node/3252