I do breathe more calmly in dawn’s glow 
views of the sea on starry nights 
alone or in company but for me, true
peace does not come in the still of the night
or the silent scenes of beauty dawn offers.

I find peace with friends,
chattering, remembering, regaling.
Peace comes to me
in a goodnight kiss shared with 
my beloved husband
who stretches across the bed to reach me.

Peace, for me is a noisy construct,
I find it in a child’s laughter, 
contented moments—
when my inner voices can swim,
can relax in a pool of joy, 
of noisy, messy, everyday love.