Mikhail, president of the Kostroma Writers Organization at an Art Exhibit opening some years ago
The Ninth Poem May 29, 2022
Can it be true? Peace at last?
I think so. Let them work it out.
Why should I suffer because of
their fight? I see no reason for
their anger. Let it go. Look at
the bright light announcing
another day. Hear the rooster
celebrating. He has the right
idea. Enjoy your peacefulness.
Right now. Right here on a
Sunday morning with no traffic,
no loud noises. Inside or out.
You can be as peaceful, too.
Find your courage. Hear your
steady heart beat. You’re awake
while the house sleeps. Someone
pulled up onions and left them
on the table. They’re at peace.
The rooster sings peace. My
heart sings peace. No need
to worry. I’m alive, I’m one
year older. If I’m quiet and
relaxed, my peace will
ascend. I can let go.
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