Settled. As in stodgy.
I never would have thought
such a state would seem
a state of bliss. But compare!
A constant state of agitation,
of fear, of anxiety, of guilt
of hatred, of jealousy…
or all of them flung helter-skelter,
one after the other to craft a life
of agony.

That was my life but no longer.
Settled. Stodgy? Well, maybe,
but I prefer life on a high plain,
a delight, a dream of peace,
of serenity, of love!
I welcome a settled life.