Oh, love.

I want to know of this new found peace.
Is it real or is it faux?
How far does it lie? Deep.
Can I touch it? Will it disappear?
In times that feel as if this peace is only a piece of what it can be,
I must search deeper. Deeper inside of me.
But as you dig you find tunnels. And holes and caves.
How far down do I want to go?
I could search for days. Weeks and Months.
How far would anyone want to go?
Because at the bottom lies truth.
And truth brings pain.
But there is no peace without truth.
And there is no peace without pain.
So away I go.
And I will dig until my hands bleed.
Until I find my peace, locked away inside of me.
I feel it already. Already I feel free.