Serenity

Saturated with unmanageability

I desperately longed for control

Endless attempts to fix and use

Eventually took their toll.

Ready to call myself insane

My hope was almost drowned

Except for the rescuing hand of God

Serenity would not have been found

New to the Steps, they baffled me;

A foreign language they seemed.

In time, though, they yielded a beautiful peace

Of which I’d never dreamed

True is the slogan, “One day at a time,”

Daily I choose to be free

Yours is the choice as well, my friend:

Will you choose serenity?

Reprinted from the Fall 2010 issue of S-Anews©.