I was sitting on a stool in the middle of an empty classroom
Someone or something turned out the light
I sat and I sat in the darkness and thought rightly or wrongly
Darkness is the absence of light
I was sitting in an aluminium boat in the middle of a river
Fish swam in the brown water and the wind rustled the tall grasses
There was no one to the left of me and no one to the right and I thought
Peace is the absence of war, of quarrels, of anxiety
My quiet friend from the east heard me through the absence and sighed
Is there nothing you understand? Is there nothing you have learned?
Dark is the soul and you can taste it
Peace is the soul too but can light the darkness
You hold the secrets to inner contentment
Inside you there are stillness and silence
Harmony will knit together tranquility and calm
You are freedom and freedom brings peace
I was sitting in a busy coffee shop drinking my coffee and looking out the window
The busboy was mad at his boss and slammed cutlery and china into a bin
Two customers were warring and shouting and one shoved the other
A woman demanded that she hadn't
asked for sugar in her coffee and wanted her money back
I quickly surveyed the darkness then looked into my soul
I found a little spot that I could cultivate
There was harmony and stillness and contentment
With my heart I looked there as I finished my coffee and watched the world go by
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