This that disturbance that throws me off center.
The one that disturbs the heart and gut.
It is the angst the is there and ready to pounce.
It hides just around the corner and snickers at efforts to be calm.
This is the why behind my troubles.
The one reason I do not just smile and wait with patience.
Behind the locked door of my conscious thoughts lurks
A part of me that won't be quiet.
There is something inside of me that wants to duke it out
Just to prove it can.
I breathe and create space for it to have it's tantrum,
Knowing it will just take time.
Time to let the struggle work it's way out.
Time to let the pent up frustrations deal in their own way.
In the end all with be as it should.
In due time the storm will calm.
Hi Willy, thank you for sharing the beautiful poem. It a good one.
ReplyDeleteAfter the rain there is a rainbow
After the storm there is calm
After the night there is morning
After a ending there is a new beginning
Have a nice day
Hey Billy. I haven't been by in awhile. Not sure why, lazy I guess. Now this A to Z thing has me all tied up and more than a crazy.
ReplyDeleteGood thoughts. Glad you caught up with me to remind me. See you soon.
It is so hard not to give some things space in our lives. Thankfully, there is a calm after the storm:)
ReplyDeleteSuch wisdom in those words. Sometimes we just have to invite them in - those feelings and let them swirl and rage and as you say, have their tantrum. Only then can they go on their way.
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