The Search For Serenity.

                   IS  IT  REALLY  YOU?

The wind fans the grass, like a thousand tiny fingers
the scent in the air, all around us, it lingers,
 Is it really you?

The cawing of a winters crow, spotting food
on the frozen ground below.
Is it really you?

The rainbow arches high above
symbol of forgotten love.
Is it really you?

The tiredness that follows
from working day
warmed bed beckoning
ready to lay.
Is it really you?

The sparkling dew on a spiders web
lonely feelings begin to ebb.
Is it really you?

The emotional feeling, rising fast
worried thoughts, will it last.
Is it really you?

The days are short, and moments long
where dear love, do I belong.
Is it really you?

Hope you like this ode to serenity. warmest regards Michael.
kirkpatrickmichael17@gmail.com any feedback most welcome.