Inner Peace
Peace.
Peace is a babbling brook
In a forest.
A quiet pond,
Reflecting it's surroundings.
Peace is the wind
Rustling through the leaves
As it blows by.
It's the sun's rays
Shining through the trees,
Warming your skin.
Peace is the crash of waves
On the sandy beach
As children laugh and play,
As seagulls cry
To each other.
Peace.
Peace is a cat,
Sunbathing in the window.
A rumbling purr,
A limbering stretch.
Peace is the serenity
Of accepting yourself
For who you are
Of accepting mistakes
As stepping stones.
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