Quietude

Neither in the morning, nor in the night,

I find tranquility in the twilight.

Neither in victory, nor in crush,

I find tranquility in the rush.

Neither on land, nor in the heavens,

I find tranquility in the horizons.

Neither many, nor none,

I find tranquility in some.

Neither in silence, nor in decibels,

I find tranquility in the whispers.

Neither awake, nor asleep,

I find tranquility in a lucid dream.

Neither in gorgeousness, nor in unsightliness,

I find tranquility in the modest flaws.

Neither in black, nor in white,

I find tranquility in grey light.

Neither sunny, nor sodden,

I find tranquility in the autumn.

Neither inside, nor outside,

I find tranquility at my doorstep.

Neither a friend, nor a foe,

I find tranquility in you.

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