Why is it difficult sometimes to find tranquility

Is it beyond our meager mental ability

 

We journey through our limited time

With useless worry of future on our mind

 

In the sometimes lonely, in mid of night

We feel futility of struggle and fight

 

We realize solemnity of existence

In the limits of time’s distance

 

Some would pray for relief

To an unseen God, or mysterious belief

 

We seek kindred spirits to share

Our anxiety and honesty if we dare

 

Or we find comfort in a drink

So to sleep and not to think

 

Maybe tranquility and peace, we will reach

On some faraway shore and sandy beach

 

Or in our loves and heart’s mind at night

We find our soul’s truth and know it’s right