Peace

The most peaceful moments
Are the ones where my pulse is in my skin
And I can feel my heart beating in my chest.
I feel in tune with myself,
With this body that I call home,
And I find peace in its rhythms.
I meditate, I suppose,
On how it feels to be alive,
While feeling the whispers of air
Moving in, out, and through me;
Breath of life filling my body.
I think of the warmth of my skin,
A stark contrast to the coolness of the air,
And a reminder of what I am.
Of course, my heart keeps beating on;
It taps out a thrumming song,
Starting in my chest and echoing in my skin,
Singing through my arteries
And harmonizing in my veins.
Its tune brings me peace,
For I know it is a part of me.
And as long as that beat goes on,
I will know that I'm alive.