Peace

Like a bee you are elusive
Swiftly weak minds you deceive
For they have found you not
Yet they think they’re hot.

I picture you white
Full of wit and might
Shining with dense light
Yet being fragile like a kite.

In India or Japan you’ll be
Waiting for me to come to thee
Long and hard battles I’ll have to see
Before you and me together can be.

In shiny and clear days you grace with your presence
With a hound-like nose I feel your essence
I hope to always see you clearly
For I need you eagerly.