Catherine Micqu

Finding Peace

When the moon and the sun have lost their meaning,
When nothing makes sense, not even dreaming,
When our hearts are squished in life’s iron fist
When our thoughts are vanishing in a doubtful mist.
Then we can chose to drown in artificial sorrow,
We can chose to ignore a sane and better tomorrow;
Or we refuse to let melancholy win
And strive to find peace and serenity within.