Poetry

The Elusive Search for Tranquility

What is tranquility?
I don’t know.
Whenever I think I’ve found it,
It vanishes right away.

I chase it through the silence,
In whispers of the night,
Yet every time I grasp a piece,
It slips beyond my sight.

A fleeting breath, a soft embrace,
A moment spent in dreams,
Though silent echoes linger still,
It fades like morning beams.

Poetry

Soulful Tranquility

Beautiful, serene
Calmness takes over your soul
Forgetting all things

As the world fades away
Peace and stillness remain
In this moment, we are whole

MAD

Poetry

Inner Tranquility

Special thanks to my collaborator on this Rengay, Anthony

https://empathmuch.wordpress.com/

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Tranquil state of mind

Breathing slow, letting go stress

Relaxation flows

Thoughts of calmness surround me

Enveloping me in peace…

-MAD/AAA 07/28/2024