Sit,
relax be still,
Shush, hush
now, quiet mind,
no hopes, worries,
past suspicions,
or expectations.

Take time,
taste the essence,
smell the fragrance,
feel the air,
see the beauty,
hear the sounds,
both near and far.

Do not hold,
do not grasp,
you must not attach.
Just rest in the peace
that is yourself,
let the magic rise.

Now the
intelligence
in silence,
gives birth to,
fresh ideas, works of art,
and a life full of a
serenity that lasts.

Bob Blackwell

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/serenity-19/