Serenity

This is a Nata Uta poem on serenity.

Serenity

By: Tracey Criswell Wilson

A Nata Uta poem in 5/7/5/7 ending in 5/7/7 syllables.


A smile on my face;
I love my serenity,
it calms me so much,
it makes me feel quite sublime.
Then there is quiet;
silence is most important,
to inner reflect.
No noise, just peace and quiet.
How serene I am;
I listen to my music,
I love the soft tunes,
it makes everything seem fine,
so tranquil I feel.
Chaos is the worst there is;
Tears fall down my face.
Remember that it will pass,
and silence will reign again.