Chaos

Life seems to  be a series of struggles.  It seems to be one drama filled evening after another.  There needs to be rest.  The mind is never  still.  It constantly fights to find equilibrium, but never quite finds the balance.  You try to rest and are challenged.  You try to resolve conflict only to find deeper levels of turmoil.  You search for quiet stillness and find chaotic noise.  You look for whispers and find screams.  When is there rest to be had?  When is peace found?


Life is too much pushed through a space that is too small.

Father grant me peace