In hidden glory
Unfolds our story

Each transaction builds a chapter
Lifes quiet adapter

Of new surprises
Each twist that advises

We have today
To try new ways

Tomorrow has its own drum
With which to design the dance from

It doesn't matter what others do with what you share
Just so long as they know someone cares

For you see in love is serenity
Which then becomes your truer identity

Let it go
The spirit knows

Just share the encouraging word
Control deferred

You see others write their own books
And sometimes within your chapters they just need a look

To create their next transactions
To draw new interactions

Let it go
This too serenity will show

Love truly is all that is
Thinking there is something other than this

Is where the tangles hold
Instead let the stories unfold

It's not about failures or mistakes
Those are not lifes greatest stakes

We're not drowning, there isn't any water
Drowning feelings are just the barometer

To change transactions
By changing actions

Restoring serenity
by becoming loves identity

Phenomenon's we all
Let love hold us in its greatest thrall.

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truth917 commented on Serenity


Now there's a word many don't understand and we don't hear very much anymore.. Wow.. Powerful writing!



We learn serenity in the midst of all things by intention to hold it, I love the feeling of serenity for I have found there is much I cannot control, that frees me to tend to the things I can affect which is the energy field around myself and my immediate environment. Thank you for finding value in this piece.

swiftbird2C commented on Serenity


Life affirming in rhyming verse. Nice word play and follow through

star commented on Serenity


This a very good poem and very deep to. I really like this one.

SubaD commented on Serenity


Excellent style of writing. You are very expressive.

poeticdimension commented on Serenity


Let it go the spirit knows ahhhh..........

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

graceladymn’s Poems (66)

Title Comments
Title Comments
Real Task 5
From the Heart Alone 4
Frank Talk 1
Do Self 4
Healing of Folly 1
Spirit 5
Empower the Center 4
Field Unfolding 3
Yet From Afar 3
Unharnessed 7
Abstract Portraitives 3
Soul of Release 2
Read Me 4
Mystery of Penetration 2
Splendid Raindrops 3
Angel of Comfort 1
Reach 6
Thoughts before sleep 6
Fullness That I Am 1
Crushed Sands 1
So 0
Poured 2
A Taste for Him 1
Feather-veins of Gold 2
Get to the Core 3
Hint of Hidden Processes 0
It Is What It Is 0
Celestial Beauty 1
No Water 1
A Trace of Surrealism 1
Empty and Void at Last 0
Trembling Flames Licked Clean 2
Song of a Hidden Flower 1
Sleep Sweetly 2
Lost Love take two 1
Lost Love take one 0
Let's Go To The River 1
I Think Not 0
Creative Romp 0
Temple of Your Thoughts 2
Covered 2
Creation Is Not Forgot 4
Not Moved 1
You will see me there 0
Him She Does Not Forget 2
Toe to Toe 2
Atoms of Stars 2
Dreams That Tease 2
Steadfast It Holds 1
Beyond Sheltering Peaks 4
Rare the Glimpse 5
Mindbalance of Unification 5
Tender of Creation 2
Internal Efferent 3
Gentle Night 8
Weakness of the Fury 6
Facing Divine Love 4
Spring 3
Guardian of the Well 10
Born To Union 11
Poets Reach 7
Serenity 9
A Place to Start 6