Every piece of you,

brings peace.


Like gentlest of waves,

caressing some forlorn shore.


The trees, swaying in the wind,

their mighty boughs,


they bring me peace.


The wind, she brings to me,

the scent of the night air;

Cool with comfort,

she brings me peace.


The distant hoot,

of a solitary owl,

pierces the bright, moonlit forest.

Yes, an ineffable peace.


Yet, as I watch,

your frolicking smile,

an epiphany strikes my soul.

I know not, when the wise said,

"Another will make you whole."


But I do know this,

and what is true—

Of these that bring me solace,

I find all, in you.