Well-Earned Peace

 

The engine sputters
Through the density of night
Toiling for home
And the warm welcome of sleep

Beneath faintest jewels
Dimmed callously by man
A lone silhouette
Heaves on passionately
Cleaving through the reeds
Of pitiless dark

For the quaint beckoning
Of solitary bliss
The awaiting romance
Of hearth and luxury

Solace nears
Inching each moment
Its piercing cries
Hailing
Over the tranquil night

From the hardship of sputtering
To the deafening roar of purpose
The silhouette charges
With savage vigor

Driven into the arms
Of an awaiting
And well-earned peace


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