Serenity

I could write of many things
Some good and some bad
But what I get in the end
Is the serenity I long for

My journey took me far
Far from my passion
Far from my dreams
My pain never changed

Most days were dark
Most nights were long
The days turned to dust
The nights became my life

I chose a calming road
I wanted peace at mind
The part of me that never died
Was the hope for serenity

Someday I shall have what I seek
One day my passion will come again
Someday I will dream once again
On this day poetry became my life

© Isaiah Barber

Excerpt from “Path to Serenity, Phoenix”
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