Serenity Speaks

It grows in a place where darkness knows
dearth of sun and loving care
where all is lain is self despair
 
the dirt, the dust, the trampled maim
deadly waking, accepting pain
 
closed eyes to trust, closed hearts a must
feeling contained,  
weighed down  
by life's wretched chains
 
but still here it grows,  
an anonymous rose
sipping all the onlooker's weeps
delivering while all others keep
bending in the breeze,  
setting minds at ease
 
showing where and gathering near
happiness and peace
 
once clouded,  
serenity speaks