Fleeting Serenity

Longing for solace, for peace, Within this world of hostility, Late at night it is found, for a fleeting moment, An ephemeral glimpse of eternal strength Beneath the lofty arching canopy, She lingers, she listens, Be still Emerging through the tranquility, singing surrounds her In the darkness, Thrusting branches yawn, and stretch, and cry The luminous moon casts laced shadows across her path, Leaping and swirling like a pool of dancing jasmine, She lets the night air envelope her, In a cocoon of serenity, She is safely spun, betwixt whispering winds and silvery silken threads of moonlight She is at peace, She has found her home, But then, By the slanting light of a dewy morning, The window into this world of balance and harmony, Is once again sealed….