Found poem: Finding peace in the rain

Today I’d like to share a simple found poem I created in my Moleskine journal, using random words I cut out of Eat Pray Love:

Finding Peace in the Rain

Happiness,

like butterflies

visible on the horizon.

A window of hope left open:

ancient pleasure.

I could start finding my peace,

but

I’m not sure where to start

with my search.

Energetic,

I run out in the rain

and it’s delicious.

“Thank you,” I whisper.