There is a sacredness in the explicit sense of calm that overtakes our senses.
When we allow ourselves to bend to the waves of stillness,
Found in between spaces,
Where thought succumbs to the vastness of such power and spirit.
It sits there,
Waiting for us in between each one of our breaths.
Between each sip of warmth,
On cold days,
And in the moments before our fall,
Into ecstatic dream states in the night,
Our souls greet us when we fall into such peaceful slumbers.
It greets us with a gentle command,
And pierces easily through the haze that has blinded our vision to its beautiful presence.
We are always but moments away from this serenity,
This space of absolute peace that raises our awareness to the intricacies of life's beauty,
Of life's grace,
And of life's gifts to us.
Potently made clear when we awake to another sunrise,
With air filling our lungs,
To live out another day.
We are always but moments away from this serenity,
This space of absolute peace that raises our awareness to the intricacies of life's beauty,
Of life's grace,
And of life's gifts to us.
We are always but moments away from this serenity,
This space of absolute peace that raises our awareness to the intricacies of life's beauty,
Of life's gifts to us.
We are always but moments away from this serenity,
This space of absolute peace that raises our awareness to the intricacies of life's beauty,
Of life's gifts to us.
We are always but moments away from this serenity,
This space of absolute peace that raises
