Serenity With Me


Peace can be a melody, a feeling
to search the stillness of our thought's
being consumed in the accent of a soft horn
stretching it's open arm
the sound of a guitar, stringing gently untroubled
a piano receptive, playing each key with meaning
Oh how, He quiets me, developing a stillness,
as a dancer to movement or an artist to one's hand
Jesus does this for me, granting peace to hear each beat
who provides love without fail
breathing slowly, I quench my thoughts so I don't miss a thing
undeniable, tranquil, calmness
sitting me down to appreciate Him
soothing my soul so I can always be
aware of His serenity within me.

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