Running Toward Peace

You know I never used to be a morning person, but

lately, after everything that's happened, the silence of dawn is the

only thing that makes sense. So I lace up my sneakers, step outside,

and run. Just me, the path and the lake. It's funny,

I used to think peace was something you found in another person, in a marriage,

in a home full of laughter. Now it's just me and the birds,

the mist rising off the water, the trees standing guard like old friends.

The world is so still at this hour, like it's holding its breath.