Serenity of my soul
Creeps all around
I am longing… a single chant
no speck of hum
no fleck of sigh
no breath
no beat
just calm hustles of my somnolent mind
on which silently my hushed heart pounds
And a mute rhythm grows
Flees with unseen fins
Dances on the wrinkled linens
29 March 2009'
irum inayat
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/serenity-47/
