INNER PEACE

There's a place at the center that everyone knows

At the end of a valley where no one else goes

Where the rage of the battle meets the eye of the storm

Where the sole thing that matters is substance not form

It's a place where the heart and the mind mold as one

Where deep thoughts and deep feelings wage a battle hard won

O'er frustration and anger and things left undone

And the failures of self from which no one can run

And in order to reach there and to pick up the fight

And to win, not for victory, but for that which is right

One must follow a path which is narrow and straight

And not waver, nor falter, nor tarry, nor wait

And ignoring confusion and man's misguided pride

Take the only course open, and that is:

DECIDE.

Kew October 1994