I wrote this poem after I made this in my sketchbook, but only finished it last night:

Peace Underneath

On the surface of things

Droplets bounce on the water’s skin

Rain drums on skylights

The yang drowns out the yin.


But deep deep down

Where the soul’s hum

Vibrates the cells

And the deep dark

Holds the inner secret light

That’s where the treasure lies

In the peace underneath.


Inside is where the jewels are

It’s where the dance begins.

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