If you close your eyes you can sense the Air.
The strange but soothing silence calming your mind.
You can't explain it, it's there, but you wouldn't ever dare disturb all that it is.
You want to touch, feel, smell and even taste it.

But you can't... The beauty of tranquility.

You gaze for hours at the stillness of the Water.
It doesn't move, nor does it ever plan to.
There's nothing to disturb it, nothing to harm it.
Something makes you want to reach in and feel the water.

But you can't... The beauty of tranquility.

The sparkle, the tint and the feeling that radiates from the Sky.
Simplicity that, simply, affects you.
The cloudless blue, watching for its offspring...
... a pure innocence we yearn to possess.

But you can't... The beauty of tranquility.

Your desire to get close taints you into facing Mother Nature.
Trees, Earth and unscathed rock.
Weathered by a time that doesn't exist, the guardians of tranquil.
The pure sight of them compels you to help and offer aid.

But you can't... The beauty of tranquility.

I bring you this warning, and it's for your own good.
A thing such as this must go untouched.
The human race is the destroyer of peace
Tranquility is a sanctuary that ignorance cannot harm.

But you can... The bane of tranquility.