Ode to Tranquility

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In my mind I am confused,

and I am certainly lost.

Overthinking a mind overused,

with common sense tossed.

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I seek a calmer gentler space,

where my troubles can unwind.

But how to find that place?

for the solace in stillness, I want to find.

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I’ve let my soul immerse in nature’s grace,

but I’ve yet to feel calm.

In her abundance and embrace,

I am seduced by her charms.

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In the mountain tops I often seek,

the quietude it bestows.

The tranquil solace that I speak,

is broken by rivers that crash and flow.

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Once I was at the beach,

low tide waters constantly splashed,

gentle waves beckoned me.

All I saw were sand dunes collapsed.

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In the park, solitude was near.

Under an old ancient oak,

it calmed me and dispelled my fears.

My life’s journey it spoke.

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The sinuous lines on its bark,

showed me struggles like mine.

Stillness standing so tall in the park,

made my soul shine.

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At night I became entranced.

Beneath the starry skies,

under that ancient oak, dreams danced.

In serenity my spirit flies.

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This is an elemental ode, a poem that glorifies everyday things. Chilean poet *Pablo Neruda* is associated with this genre and is a master at venerating the most common things, the sock, salt, and/or tomato. The poem structure is at the discretion of the poet.

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This poem has rhyme scheme abab in quatrains.

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