Longing for Peace

By Jemima

Calm are the waters,
Calm are the trees,
Calm is the wind that flutters by,
But my heart begs to differ..

 

Peaceful is the cooing of the dove,
Blissful is the flight of the jove,
Poised is the stature of the pelican,
But my heart feels like a mendicant...

I am craving for the tranquility of a stream,
the ebb and flow of the sea.
I am desperate for a moment of serenity,
but that is a distant dream....

Fill my heart with the bliss of joy,
well my soul with the peace of old,
I may be filled with clutter inside,
Empty me and fill me with wisdom like gold.....