Where Comfort Awaits

The lie is this:
comfort awaits in
a forkful of cake,
a sparkly new car,
the oblivion of drink,
the next man I meet.

The truth is this:
none of those things
provide what I need
even what I want.

Comfort awaits in only one face…
Peace remains in only one space…
Seek that place,
dear friends,
and you will know relief.

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