Note from Bernadette: Another one of my lovely sister’s beautiful poems. Enjoy Alexandra’s work!

Peace and quiet.
Waves breaking on the shore.
God looking down upon His creation.
Serenity.

I wake up in the morning,
Thinking about what I need to do.
I worry.

I think about the negative,
My cup is half empty,
Serenity does not reign.

God looks down.
He sees my worry.
He sends His angels down to surround me.

I look out toward the sea,
Sparkling and shining.
Calm washes over me.

His creation does not just look pretty.
It has a healing component.
It brings peace and serenity.

God tends His flock.
He looks down.
He sees me worried, confused, sad
And brings me serenity.