We

Laying on his bed, content to be warm and touched, he broke the comfortable silence with an unwanted question. "What are we?"

we watched the sun spill gold over our sea, and it warmed our hearts in ways we'd never thought possible.

unusual silence dropped on us, and we stood still against the freezing october wind.

if i do not know peace i at least know how to show it to others. at least for a moment at a time. but when that moment stretches forever, it means everything.

is my peace of mind enhanced by sharing this with you? or have i simply helped shoulder your burdens in a way that can allow you to see things you might otherwise never encounter?

in the end, is that peace everything? i wish i knew.