Calm Abiding

Awareness of the freshness,
Abiding in the serenity of breathing,
Gently smiling with no affliction,
the wise sage lives effortlessly.

Sun rises, the world awake, 
Trees sway in joyful manner, 
Each day brings on a new perspective, 
Each moment leaves me in awe. 

The clouds drift passionlessly, 
Driving me to endulge wanderlust, 
I set my mind to traverse land, 
And to abide in no man's sky. 

Seasons come and go- so do people, 
The world revolves in change, 
Mankind is plagued with fixation, 
The way out is always inward. 

The spirit of nature appears clear, 
it smiles through the flowers, 
it runs through the rivers, 
it floats through the clouds, 
and it rests in bliss through the sage.