Ode to Inner Peace

Savica waterfall – place of inspiration for the greatest Slovene poet France Presern.

It’s like rolling around in silk sheets,

It’s even breakfast in bed that it beats.

It’s telling you to start small

And in the course of the day enjoy it all.

There are many paths to get there,

Where the heart softens the care:

From CBT to Louise Hay,

From Phyllis Krystal to a forest in May.

Yet, when one feels the inner peace,

It’s like the first kiss.

One yearns for it all the time from then on,

The most, when it is fully gone.

The answer lies in the modest way,

In taking it as it happens day to day.

After all, inner peace is like sun,

Now there and then gone.

Take care,

Helena Smole, author of:

– a fantasy novel with romance Vivvy and Izzy the Dwarf: A series about relationships

– Balancing the Beast, a book offering a bright view of schizoaffective disorder ˗ bipolar or manic-depressive type