There is a place inside my mind <br />I call Serenity. <br />There the stresses of the outside world <br />Cannot get to me. <br />Within a blink of my mind’s eye <br />Night there, turns to day. <br />I blink, and it turns back again, <br />To wash my cares away. <br /> <br />The journey is so easy, <br />It takes no time at all, <br />I close my eyes, and give a sigh <br />Then I begin to fall. <br />Into the land of slumber, <br />The place where dreams are real, <br />Serenity waits with open arms <br />To help my spirit heal. <br /> <br />The venue’s always changing, <br />That’s how it’s meant to be, <br />One time a peaceful forest walk <br />Then a clifftop by the sea. <br />Perhaps a chair by dancing flame, <br />A book by candlelight, <br />Serenity waits in all these things <br />At all times day or night.<br /><br />Karen Wood<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/serenity-35/
