It is vague. It raises hopes and then crushes them, building a false sense of security before revealing that it is just a shadow, an illusion created by our world to give us something to live for.
We talk of ‘inner peace’ but how do we achieve such things? Peace passes through us rarely; we live in a society so full of petty conflict that I doubt we would even recognise its face. We live to be at war with something, anything. We bicker, we argue, we sabotage. We love, we destroy; we ruin perfectly wonderful things just so we can feel a sense of unrest in our meandering, peaceful existences.