He asked me what I needed, and I whispered softly, “Peace.” For too long, turmoil has raged within me, a never-ending civil war that has left me weary and worn. But in his gentle inquiry, I found a glimmer of hope, a chance for solace in the chaos.

As I journey through life’s winding path, I yearn for the simplicity of a fulfilled existence. To understand the rhythm of the march, to embrace each day with the innocence of a child at play. Like an old farmer tending to his cattle, I seek to find peace in the gentle strum of a flute.

With each step along the road of life, I am reminded of the beauty that surrounds me. The sweetness of freshly baked bread, the crispness of a ripe apple. It is in these simple pleasures that I find the strength to carry on, to face each day with love and grace.

For in the end, it is love that allows us to truly live, to find joy in the midst of sorrow. And it is peace that paves the way for a heart to bloom and a soul to soar. So, I whisper once more, “I need peace,” knowing that with it, I can finally find the strength to smile and the courage to weather life’s storms.

Copyright © Beatriz Esmer