Serenity

I watch as the gentle brook feeds the lake
And I wonder how something so large
Depends on something so small

I smell the scent of fire; burning pine
And I wonder if any aroma could ever
Bring back as sweet of memories

I watch the dragonflies dance on the water
And I wonder if, over the centuries,
Their dance has ever changed

I feel the warm wind against my skin
And I wonder, truly, if what I feel
Is the gentle breath of God

I watch the rocks break the water's flow
And I wonder how long it will take
Before the water breaks the rocks

I take in the world that lay before me
And I wonder if anything could be
More serene or beautiful than this