Sweet Serenity

The beauty of the Early morn

Sweet Serenity

The break of dawns here

It's round about five

The sun it is shining

The day comes alive

Meditation is done

I feel such sweet peace

To feel this sweet power

Gives me such release

I hear the the shrill noise

Of those sweet lorrikeet's

All dressed in bold colours

As I sit on my seat

Surrounded by flowers

And beautiful trees

I am living in Heaven

All happy and free

The morning is my time

It is when I love best

The Galah's start screeching

I feel like I am blessed

I love the sweet cooing

Of the doves filled with joy

Serenity it fills me

That nought could destroy

22 November 2018

Reviews

[peter Duggan]

G'day Coyote. I adore lakes and the serenity of sitting in the silence, but I don't get much time there now. Just to sit in my very bushy garden gives me so much joy. I just love nature and always will. Thank you, my friend for your kind comments...peter

[Coyote Poetry]

I love early morning. When I was station at Fort Ord, California. I would awake at 4 am. Walk the five miles to Monterey. The sea, the quiet and time for the mind to heal. Serenity is needed for us. If I could. I would be the Big Sur Poet. Drink some vodka and juice, write by the utopia of the Pacific. I do have my Lake St. Clair near. Thank you Peter for sharing your amazing poetry.
Coyote