The beauty of finding your own glade of tranquillity deep within

Deep in the heart of the oldest tree
In the forest that borders the grassy lea
At the centre, edging the light-filled glade
Lies a richness that, beyond time, was made

Deep in the heart of the oldest mind
That knows itself as one with all time
Lies gentle and humble, quiet and true
A beauty that rises to shape your view

How rich and full is time stood still
At the centre of your heart and will
A clarity that you couldn’t have made
You find your peace, your tranquillity glade