Aura of Serenity By: Caleb Hammonds

Life holds its heartbreaks, pains we can’t deny,
Yet meeting her, who cares for self, brings peace.

My motto: love the world, but love yourself.

She piqued my curiosity at once.
Shanice, her name, her aura, calm and bright.
I saw her first within the Food Lion.

Her neat locs, natural, I had to praise.
I compliment, she smiles, her face aglow,
Her eyes, they shine, no falsehood in her gaze.

“How goes your day?” I ask, she speaks of strife,
Her car, in trouble, yet she stays composed.
Her calm demeanor, wisdom deep and sure.

I felt a need to show her kindness then.
I offered ice cream; she declined, but bold.
A woman knows herself, no fear to show.
She said she’d rest at home, fix things in time.

She knows to care for self, in heart and body.
I left, pursued my day, my purpose clear,
Building heaven, one step, one brick at a time.

A few days passed, I walked in nature’s heart,
Attuned my soul to Earth, my heart to peace.
There she appeared, at home beneath the trees,
With fruit and cloth, and water, book in hand.

I followed peace, her aura drawing me.
We talked, she shared her plans for self-care days,
Her smile assured, she knew her path was right.

I turned to leave, to journal all I’d seen,
Her music played, and Afro beats did sound.
I turned again, proud of her peaceful state,
A beacon shining bright within her world.

“I like your music, what’s the song?” I asked.
She spoke of love for words, romantic tales.
A puzzle piece, her passion fit with mine,
For I too write of souls in deep connect.

My curiosity did start to grow.
When should I share the depths within my heart?
I knew the time—when Afro beats did play,
When fruit and gifts were shared with me in peace.

Shanice’s spirit, gentle, strong, reminds
Of purpose true, and fruit of honest toil.
Her eyes, they warm, her shoulders calm, relaxed.
She shared her loves—of hiking, romance, care.

I wondered what she’d share with me in time,
And fuel my pen with verses just for her.