Thoughts of Tranquility

Let fields and rivers bring me gentle peace,
In quiet valleys where their waters flow.
I seek no fame, no glory’s proud increase,
Just trees and streams in nature’s softest glow.

I cherish rivers, winding slow and free,
Their gentle murmur a balm to the soul,
And forests deep, where silence lets me be,
Away from crowds and life’s demanding toll.

O the tranquility in quiet thoughts carried on the breeze, In effortless beauty, unassuming yet so pure. Bending apple boughs laden, the wild blossom and the deep rooted trees, this is all I need, compassionate and kindness are the equanimity where I can hold the balance of the mind .

The coolness passes them, untouched by boast or pride, the streams an rivers flow in everlastingness, I find a peace no praise could e’er provide.