Poetry

Tranquility

written by: Belladonna

Tranquility isn't gold
Tranquility is a water fall
Tranquility isn't brick
Tranquility are trees so tall

If you do not believe me
perhaps you have not seen
what happens when you destroy
the things that have already been

Tranquility isn't a silver staff
Tranquility is a flowering branch
Tranquility isn't a vase of roses
Tranquility is dew on the grass