Serenity of Stillness, Blessed Beyond Measure

Silence hums softly in the breath of dawn,

Where yesterday's battles have all but gone.

The wind holds its whisper, the sky holds its hue,

And peace wraps the morning in shimmering dew.

Each heartbeat echoes in gentle repose,

A rhythm of grace where the stillness grows.

No sorrow to chase, no shadow to flee,

Just moments of calm cradling me.

You etched no wound, but a quiet embrace,

A warmth unspoken, a soft sacred space.

No fire or fury, no ghost in the flame,

Just blessings unnumbered, with no need for name.

I walk through the hush with a reverent tread,

No words left unsaid, no tears left to shed.

The stars in their silence shine ever so near,

A lullaby woven from things we hold dear.

So let the world rush in its tireless race,

I’ll dwell in this stillness, this hallowed place.

Where time is a river, and I am the shore—

Blessed beyond measure, needing no more.