Where did I find peace?
Did I find it in the warm walls,
Away from the sting of the cold,
Under the blankets and next to the fire?
Did I find it in reprieve from thorns?
In the four walls of brick,
Where the shadows were kept outside
Away from my delicate flesh?
Did I find it where I was freed from worry?
Where the gold was plentiful
Where food was on my table
And the wine wasnâ€™t cheap?
I searched and I searched
But peace was not there.
I found peace away from the warm walls
Away from the bricks and deep in the shadow.
Worried and gnawing and scratching and clawing,
Peace was buried in the ash and the dirt.
Peace in a land where men wanted me dead,
But a few around me would not have it.
And peace most profound
When my life was offered upward.