The Gift of Tranquility

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Here beside still waters,

In quietness and in trust,

Upon the path where feet won't falter,

While journeying through the dust.

Within the valley lit in gold,

Where the wind breathes serenity,

Walks a shepherd within his fold,

His gift to souls, tranquility.

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April AssonancesWhere stories live. Discover now