The Serenity Poem
In quiet woods where whispers play,
The stress of life just fades away.
A gentle breeze, a sky so wide,
Where peace and calm and dreams abide.
No rush, no race, no harsh decree,
Just soft, unfolding harmony.
A brook that hums a lullaby,
While clouds drift slowly through the sky.
The weight I bore, it slips from me,
Replaced by still serenity.
So, when the storms of life pursue,
I’ll take the path I always knew.
Where silence sings and hearts are free,
A place I call serenity.