I have moved into the lyrical portion of this
particular lifedance wave—
emptying, grieving, negotiating gravity
with my feet and heart—

not too heavy, not too light—
toward a stillness for which
I have begged the divine
for some time.

I want peace, I want peace, I want peace, I say.

Today I ask for peace. So,
slowly I piece it together—
saying goodbye to all that I hold
that is not treaty,

I offer others what I hope she looks like;
what I have
combined in humble circles.

Julia Daye