How serene
Is an evening
Where the light begins to fade
And almost still waters carry ashore
A gentle breeze?
How serene is a clearing sky
Viewed from a cave
From solitude
With Nature’s echo carried ashore
By the gentle breeze?
And how serene
Is seeing the first star of twilight
High in the clearing sky
At days end
Surrounded by the peace
Of this moment in time?
How serene is the serenity of the mind’s eye when it sees what it wants to see?
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