Serenity
Surrounded by nature,
I listen to nothingness
its silence is its beauty
I listen as it plays in harmony
to the sounds of chirping birds
and flowing waters.
A cool breeze blowing gently through the tress
rustling leaves.
Then out of nowhere, voices,
Voices of Angels
They start to hum and sing
20080126©
poem by scarlette Phoenix
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
