Attempted Serenity

The flowers grew only on the far side of the river It has been a lifetime since I sat peaceful and patient and searched for a four leaf clover The sky the most perfect blue The clouds are bursting and go on into infinity The air is brisk, Autumn is coming The stream moves ever so slightly Here in this grass on this riverbank seems so serene a calmness I rarely feel is about me I breathe in deeply the clean crisp air It fills and feels wonderful in my lungs All the faint sounds combined create beauty Hearing is the last sense to go when we die I study the ants as one carries a dead brother takes him deep in the tunnels How would it feel to lack all emotion Fear is a common enemy of us all This happens every time Thoughts invade my meditation I re-center I lay back and watch the sky This would be better with someone I wish it would rain