Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Storm and calm

Caught in a perfect storm, there’s no escaping

Rise and fall of emotional waves

Some giant, others scarcely a ripple

Moments of calm aren’t rare

They come and go, hidden in every breath

If only one pauses to seek and experience

The storm may finally end

Restoring deep calm, a rarity in our times

Such an effort, keeping up with a storm fueled mind

Yet we persist, forgetting the hidden calm

There’s isn’t need to turn into a saint or a sage

Experiencing calm is free, but we end up choosing a storm