Serenity

 

As a writer, one is in the world of a serene ideal sphere, the living elements of magical sorcery and its mysteries of amusement, is the reading between the lines of contentment.

This little sphere is the love serenity where the words are the appreciation of that wisdom that establishes the courage to accept the things, one cannot change.

 Serenity is the air of peace and the joy of the untouchable space, free of the anxieties of procrastinations.

Being in love has that serenity which overflows with the intimacy of bliss and a state of wonder where the soul senses it purpose.

 The serene state of mind of the lover maintains the peace to last, knowing peace can come only, to peaceful people.

The mental serenity that controls the chaos is the faith of goodness and ones philosophy that provide ethical values written in rocks as the inherited serenities of soul.

Serenity is not a reaction and far more creative and profound, it is the sphere where one understands what one actually is; dismissing the pursued of what one is not.

Our social life and everything we do is based on acquisitiveness and who is doing what for centuries, we have been brought up like that.

For all the more, the egocentric self enclosing habit to be somebody.

Serenity is the understanding of the self, which is to perceive the workings of once own mind with it’s the motives, the intentions, the longings and the desire.

Truth is timeless serene in the mind that knows what is beyond names, status and the impermanent.

The eternal serenity is the reason we are here in this world with a body of limitation to search for the perfect state and its footprints at the shore of the lover’s kingdom.

Serenity is the frame of the heart, where the images of bliss are the pictures that echo through the Museums of generations.

Visions from the chaos of people in demand are nature’s unrealities of life, not knowing to open the door of serenities at the heart of realities.

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