Perfect Peace
As I sit on the dock, with my feet in the water.
I watch as a dad plays with his son and his daughter.
I look around seeing the beauty of creation,
And I see the ducks in their perfect formation.
As i look up I see the trees moving from the breeze,
And I know that my mind begins to feel more at ease.
I look down as I feel the cold water, pat my feet.
The waters ripples reminding me of a heart beat.
Gazing at the birds, as their soaring in the air,
I close my eyes as I feel the wind brush my hair.
Coming from the tree leaves, I hear the ocean sound.
Now I know, I don't want to leave what I have found.
That beautiful peace that is surrounding my soul.
To stay in Gods peace, That is my ultimate goal.
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