Unseen Tranquility

Sitting under the shadow of apple trees,

Or laying with the golden leaves of maples, 

Or Lying in the meadows, 

Or redolent incense of lilac. 

Tulips are smiling at me.

White or red or yellow or pink.

Bees puzzling over the tulip.

Strawberries in the hedges.

Bees collecting nectar from the rose.

Aeroplane moving behind the clouds.

Or Walking in the grass by backing the wind. 

Or rustling noise in the road.

Or the golden brows of sun 

Or the stars twinkling as diamond.

Or the shadow of the sun in the deep blue sky.

Pumice playing hide and seek in the waves.

The world is noisy,

But the unseen tranquility grabbed the heart.

The tranquility is the art of nature.