Peace

For many years I hoped to find Peace.

Wandering led me to Truth,

taught me to appreciate Beauty,

to create Happiness,

to respect Vulnerability,

and to embrace Challenge,

but Peace is elusive.

For many years, I've felt on the edge of a precipice. On the cusp of something truly awesome that I could not quite discern or fathom, I have felt awkwardly perched, like standing at the edge of a cliff, in front of a mountain, or the edge of a silent lake in the dark. Before my eyes adjust, the immensity is only a feeling at the extremity of my senses. It tugs at my consciousness in that inscrutable way only the unknown can. 

I am on the brink of something. Something is happening. I haven't the slightest idea what, but I'm excited as Hell to find out. 

It takes a lot of discipline to hold my position "on the X" as it were, when everything in me says "MOVE!" but I'm doing it now, because every other time I've move off and the opportunity waits another few years to knock again, with the same urgency. I'm trying to learn from that "mistake".

So what do I do now?