Serenity,
the time of
morning
when the earth stands still.
Serenity,
as the ocean moves in
tiny ripples
awaiting the waves of the coming day
Serenity,
the birds flying over -
sunrise
water glistening,
tiny fluffs of clouds
drift along dawn has crested.
Serenity,
the sun in the eastern sky
approaching mid-morning,
but no one
seems to notice but me.
Serenity,
a bird swooping,
probably a seagull,
'thou I wish it were my red tail hawk
from home.
Serenity,
the the fluffy clouds seem
suspended with only
the gentlest of movement.
Serenity,
as the water glistens
over the vast and
wondrous ocean.
Serenity,
as the day begins
and light wakes the world
and may life is renewed again.
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