Peace

Sitting quietly and reading a book, Looking outside the window on the car, Tasting a ripe, juicy, sweet and bright red apple as the car goes As fast as the wind, I keep on reading the book as the car turns into a speedy jet, I see lots of mountains and trees outside, So I open the window to get fresh air, I hear birds singing, so I get off the car and feel rough surface Of the tree bark and smell the lovely aroma from the roses.