Oars of That Boat Left Untouched

Would I take my mind,
Now relaxing comfortably with peace.
For excursions into conflict...
That has taken me years to release?

Would I take my happiness...
And pawn it for something less valuable?

If at any time before this time,
I had done that unknowingly?
It was not peace of mind I had!
I had to have been still in the seeking of it!

The only thing I would trade this blessing for...
Would be a cool breeze blowing.
As I floated down the Nile in a row boat.
And The Creator and I are reminiscing,
My recovery from making bad decisions.
As we drifted.
And both of us are sipping on another round,
Of Mai Ti(s) .
With the oars of that boat,
Left untouched!
That to me is worthy of negotiation.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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