The Cave of More - Tunneling Toward Peace

I dug myself deep

I am so deep this time that I have furniture in this hole

There's a bed, a table, and a lampstand

Its comfortable here sometimes

Other times I want to dig myself out.

It's such a beautiful perspective underground

No hate. No violence. No people.

I hide in here. I can dream here but I cannot thrive.

I must climb to the surface and be with the angry people.

I have been told change comes in the discomfort but why do I have to be with the uncomfortable?

Where are those who think like me?

Who enjoy the diversity? The mountains, the sand, the rain and the sun?

The joy that can be found anywhere?

Is there joy everywhere?

I have joy here in my hole

There is peace here.

I have been told real peace goes with the peaceful

My peace is here. There is anxiety out there.

I left it there. There, outside, it remains.

Out there anxiety must be faced

But in here there is peace. I have joy in peace.

In here

Joy

Peace

No anger

No anxiety

No fear

No people.

Where the change is

Where the change is created

Where change thrives

Out there

Outside of my hole

This hole I have dug for myself

So here in my hole I stir

I want the change I crave

Here in safety no change will come.

Change is not inevitable

We choose change

We decide different

I need different

Can I have change in peace, peaceful change?

Is that a thing? Can I have that?

No, I thrive in chaos. In diversity I move mountains.

A poem by Jeanette Vietti

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