INNER PEACE There's a place at the center that everyone knows At the end of a valley where no one else goes Where the rage of the battle meets the eye of the storm Where the sole thing that matters is substance not form It's a place where the heart and the mind mold as one Where deep thoughts and deep feelings wage a battle hard won O'er frustration and anger and things left undone And the failures of self from which no one can run And in order to reach there and to pick up the fight And to win, not for victory, but for that which is right One must follow a path which is narrow and straight And not waver, nor falter, nor tarry, nor wait And ignoring confusion and man's misguided pride Take the only course open, and that is: DECIDE. 30 March 1994