Passing through,
I realized the serenity,
A beautiful morning sun,
A silent creek.
The kids playing by,
The birds singing,
Welcoming strangers and friends,
The beginnings of a breeze.
The smells of azaleas, daisies,
And sweet pine,
The breeze ruffling the meadows;
A mother caressing her child.
Happiness comes as the rays of the sun,
Tranquility in the form of the wind,
Lifting my spirits into the sky
Like the soaring bird.
Coming here I found
A new beginning…
A new phase…
A new life…
