I Am in Amish Land

I am in Amish Land,And I look out my windowTo find a horse and carriage Tied to the post that marks the parking spot.And I wonder at their tenacity, Their drive to preserve the old way.I wonder and yet, I also relate.I am surprised at how muchI am the same.I live far simpler Than my contemporaries.I do not vote. And I cannot be compelled to go to warEven to save my life or the lives of those I love.And some people would say that is evil.But it doesn’t matter.It’s who I am.It’s who I came to be.And though I do not drive a horse and carriage,I do put reigns upon the places That the world would lead.And I find peaceIn my simple life. And gratitude.And I can only imagine that they do too.