Birch forest in the Lake Saimaa region, Finland; photo by Miguel Virkkunen Carvalh |
�Every breath we take, every step we take, can be filled with peace, joy, and serenity. The question is whether or not we are in touch with it.�
�Nothing is so aggravating as calmness.�
Rabindranath Tagore and Gandhi in 1940. |
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Midweek Motif ~ Tranquility
Where do you go for tranquility?
Do you find it?
(To me, the word "tranquil" sounds like
an edible flower.)
Do you find it?
(To me, the word "tranquil" sounds like
an edible flower.)
Your Challenge:
Write a new poem that clarifies tranquility. Use a short form for this challenge: any form from 3 to 17 lines.
The clouds give rest To the moon-beholders. Adieu by Donna Donabella As we begin our walk through autumn paths take time to sit and watch the leaves turn; hear them gently touch the ground in a whisper�adieu.
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( Next week Sumana's Midweek Motif will be ~ River )
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