Tranquility

My brain shook,
It had of late taken quite wavy matters,
The mental thought process had quaked,
And several thoughts mixed horribly bad,
In my berserk state,
I drove back home,
On the way fell a brook,
Which after a little distance formed a pond,
It was an idyllic spring day,
With lush green adorning the sides,
As with bewilderment I held the pond in sight,
Its water lay still and tranquil,
I stopped to even remove vehicle movement,
And came near to waters to stand,
From under the shadow of a big canopy of a tree,
I gazed deep in the water,
Its tranquility almost got in me,
And distracting my state,
There came a team of white majestic swans,
They swam silently in rhythm,
The water was almost unmoved,
With each stroke of a swan,
Which led the pack,
I almost fell in magic,
Each stroke seemed to unwind my one mental knot,
And believe me when the swans had swum,
To another edge of the pond,
It was an hour and more,
My mental agony had gone,
And  in tranquility I was not many but one.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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