If I could find and reach
an old wooden bench
in a garden peaceful
or by a silent empty
roadside lined shaded
with shady Çinar
and I could feel safe
in lonely comfort-

Whose bench is this?
who placed it here?
who was so kind?
who cared for the old?
Someone knows the truth
and that is true love-
True to the oath and promise
the only way to peace
in the heart and soul.

Now that I have found
would I be able to
sit awhile
awaiting the
closure of my laden eyes
with peace in my soul-?

After for long awake on foamy floor
fearing the crashing of the door
with all the floods storms
and earthquakes I know-
the Beast is somewhere near
and so
I cannot think of sleeping

am I awake to the Truth?
Could someone tell me

how on an old wooden bench
does one really find enlightenment
love and peace- is this the place
for the real awakening?
The place of eternal peace.?