We rush around,looking for peace
here
and peace there,
yet sometimes
peace is (about)
being still,
looking at us,
as we look
into a mirror
at ourselves
looking back at us,
ad infinitum
laughing and crying
at the same time,
for a brief moment,
when
hit by a speeding car,
or a high temperature illness,
we, seemingly
for an instant,
recognize
that for once
we have touched
a slower and deeper
consciousness
of our universe.
