Give Serenity The Lead

Dwell upon things that can so please the mind, That quell all duress, and combat all stress. And as the dark clouds disperse, you then will find, Such gentle peace ascend, and the senses mend. In a world that delivers so many hard constraints, Pulling us all apart, and trying to outsmart. It's hard to strive to be as perfect as the Saints, The pressures are vast, and our sky's overcast. Why is it that in these days and this new age, We suffer from tension, without comprehension, Struggling as though, we're held tight inside a cage, Hoping for a measure, of quiet mental leisure Time rushes along, how swiftly now it flies, Travelling at speed, yet we do not proceed. So ease down starting now, clear away the sighs, Let tranquilllity succeed, and give serenity the lead.. © Ernestine Northover