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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