Her Serenity Poem by Travis Ciempa

The secret of serenity is armored in the wind.
Harmonies from angelic tongues; when do they begin?
Serenading through the trees to the fields that clear.
I am there and you are there and that just means we're here.
Don't forget.
Timeless moments of lavender days and peach colored skies.
Beauty surrounds us even at night where the deepest darkness hides.
Listen carefully.
The morning birds are singing.
Songs of sorrow of the swallows.
Remembering beauty and love and grace.
Listen carefully.
An anthem of celebration, the morning dove doth sing.
Love has no beginning.
Love is everything.
Love has not an end.
So take a breath and close your eyes.
The world is what we see.
And if you look, you'll see the love.
The love inside of me.