In Search Of Serenity

Will we know serenity when we see it?

In Search Of Serenity

As I was walking through the woods
In search of serenity,
I thought I saw a figure
Duck behind a tree.

I turned in another direction,
Afraid of what it might be,
Only to discover that
It was following me.

It kept pace with every step.
My mood was turning gray.
I walked a little faster,
Trying to get away.

Whatever twist and turn I took,
It followed me down that path.
The darkness of the woods was
Like the darkness of my wrath.

I whirled to face my stalker,
Who jumped from behind a tree.
It gently smiled and shook my hand.
"Hello, my name is Serenity".