A Sojourn to Serenity

In the stillness of silence when not even
the gentlest whispers are heard ...
that solitude when thoughts
create the best melodies ...
It shall have its place even amidst
the blaring noises and the glaring lights ...
in every nook and cranny
A matter of searching, of knowing to get by
it shall be in the dying embers that
keep its light,
in the stars that silently unfold
their magic ...
Every reason to look back and linger,
unperturbed with the trappings of life
... just to breathe free every minute
That serenity from within ...
a moment to take hold and cherish
with every dream shall take flight
with every tomorrow, a new day ...