Grounded in Peace

It's easy to think life's admission is found in the pursuit of acceptance,
Or that moving out of earned space is a solution to resistance.
But clarity is evident when you present your repentance,
Letting go of the world's noise that dictates your existence.

The answer to your problems isn’t in the force of destruction,
You'll find it in the experience of responding hearts tension.
Universally bound we all endure a similar suffering,
That will eventually encourage us to face this reckoning:

The burial of the loved ones you know have reached their term.
The shoulder torn apart that reattaches so firm.
The limping leg that straightens by demand more stern.
The blood supply that pumps back in the stream that burns:

The loss of a child that’s awaiting your return.
The loss of a parent that resurfaces to reassure.
The pile of your house rebuilt with increments endure.
The sip of water you drink given to quench your cure.

It’s in the breaking of your bread soft in its plow.
The sugar to your tea, cookies of unsweetened dough.
The gardens nourished by the breath of your aspiration.
The farming that produces all kinds of vegetation.

In the absence of instances, we are handcuffed and impatient,
Living should not leave a feeling of debasement.
Open your eyes to the true knower of your enragement,
He will remind you that you too are worthy of an arrangement.

On your knees this comes to life when you state your plea,
As you prostrate and supplicate your hearts true decree.
The essence of life wasn’t given to us by choice,
His book reveals we're equipped with free will, much poise.

The command of justice is not just from a course,
Don’t forget this lively life to live comes from a force.
It is not to upset you, what you do everyday,
It's to wake up and realize there is only One way.

Highlight the expenses of the inner strength you’ve paid,
To start a whole bill of mights, knowing you can fully pay.
Your prayers are your currency with much high value,
Don’t leave yourself waiting to just use world power.

Use the simplest form of instruction to sew up your own grief,
In the words of the Book, the souls pain heals with relief.
Don’t be fooled by the pity of the fool who pity’s himself,
Who can ever believe that life to its extent is up to anyone but themself.

Paradise starts now— that means to go all in,
Excited about submitting to lifes most vital mission.
How could He reject someone with trusted forth vision,
Who invokes for truth and fairness with scars of incision.

The world can't decide who gets to live or die,
The decision with our Lord, how we live within His hyde.
Walk the straight line, confident of your protection,
Run faster knowing angels clear you from destruction.

Keep looking straight , your path opens as you stare,
Don’t feel like a mistake or overlooked in the blare.
To retreat to the past is the subtle invite of horror,
Looking down is also an interruption we suffer.

This isn’t a matter of quick resolution,
It is history in the making of ongoing dissolution. 
Lives have been lost but land is still alive,
He knows exactly what you’re capable of, so continue reside.

He created man in the best of stature,
For you to use his guidance to save and savor.
Use your knowledge and control the space in mind,
Save yourselves from rules that are too hard for kind.

This is history telling you to stop, just think,
This is higher calling, watching you on a brink,
No more time for violence, weapons or sad justification,
Just really embrace the concept of steadfast stagnation.

Wait and see how He will secure your fears,
Prayer from the core is the strength for your cure.
Wait and see how He will provide your day,
When you make purification a force to pave your way.

Wait and see when the angels record your deeds,
Sending out SOS for the higher ranked to lead.

Come down from the high road of weapons violence and destruction,
Just let it all go and focus on your protection.
Don’t associate with anything that makes you lack in your prayer,
Use it to enclose yourself in the shield of his nature.

Stop the fight to find a place you wish to expect,
Distance is the only answer to disrespect.
The game is over when you surrender to His will,
Faith is your source, it will correct, indent and fulfill.

Wage the only war man has ever been asked to endure,
We do it either way, now direct yourself to the cure.
Go against this popular trance of defense,
Uphold the peaceful stance of our life's essence.

How can peace be retrieved from the soul's corruption,
If we don’t embody it and display it, trust our emotion.
Stay on registered ground of peace with conviction,
Expose your heart in control, vulnerable to intervention.

Life will always call for the truth of who you are.
In your ear at birth, He sounded the alarm.
Reminding you a higher calling will always come in way,
To encourage and assure, invoke what you say.

Create the barriers you need to safeguard your rights,
He is the Producer of life — trust He’s in sight.
You are the director of the story on this sacred land,
Face your direction toward the One, with your salvation in hand.

Let go of your fear, you need no armor,
Your prayers and supplications are here to cover.
No matter what you do, you can’t hide,
All you can do is wear your pride.

In this engagement, you will rest quite easy,
Without force of muscle or signing a treaty.
Prayer is the only place to invest and feel rested,
Now it’s time to reap the benefits of believing, intrepid. 

Be like the soul that will return to Him one day,
Using the vessel He gave for this life we play.
Stand strong, proud, and wise with His allegiance,
Never forget, this life comes with an inheritance.

Passing it down rightly means you must use it,
Use that inheritance, so you’re not abused for having it.
Don’t just stop at five; keep striving for more,
Love that feeling of not having to keep score.

Take your right path and stay in the middle,
No hate, no violence, no device to belittle.
There is no other way to earn the peace you’re dying for—
Just life, specifically designed for you to pray from the core.