My Peace

My peace is

The blue seen between the leaves of a tall tree

When looking up from the ground

It is a kind glance 

An unrolled eye

My peace is

The silence between sobs

The end of an exhale

Just before the next breath in

It is the beauty in one yellow rose

In the garden of the house across the street

My peace is

A pause between seconds

Between tic and tock

And the charged space between me

And everything else