Feeling the serenity that knows all its powers <br />Unwinding the mazes not knowing what devours <br />To sprinkle the liquid as each we do walk <br />Inside is the garden where we meet and talk <br />Silence is golden in the garden there is love <br />Up high in the clear skies <br />Does fly the white dove<br /><br />Lisa Cresswell Wilkinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/garden-of-serenity/
