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Tranquility
I yearn for the forest that sleeps so silently,
The quietness surrounding me in my reverie.
The stillness of content from the tall trees,
To the forgotten pine needle beneath my knees.
The only sound being my calm deep exhalation,
As I take in the glorious beauty of Gods creation.
Such calmness I grasp from this sacred land,
An encompassing feeling that I can barely withstand.
I crave the peace that the secretive forest can provide,
These tranquil woods is where I want to forever abide.