In the deep well of one’s mind,
assuring thoughts and feelings
are too often buried by one’s own voice
or rapt attention to warring voices outside.
Tempted to focus on the outside tumult,
it’s easy to become uneasy and alone,
fearful of what might lie ahead.
Those strident doom messengers
revel loud in dangers without answers.
I must again pause, inhaling deeply,
feeling the soft air sooth and
quiet my mind with each breath,
I allow calming thoughts to emerge.
No threat is in immediate view,
the sun rests warm on my shoulders,
children are at play laughing, joyful,
my tulips are rising from hidden bulbs,
and budding roses give their promise
of summer’s heady blooms and scents.
There is inner knowing
that tomorrow’s sun will appear,
and in the constant earth’s spin,
for a night be lost to view
until another day’s dawning.
Impassioned ones among mankind
have and will again seek to destroy,
but others in greater number,
though perhaps with less passion,
will again awaken and act to heal.
I forgot the comforting thoughts
in the Universe’s constancy,
the eternal law of cause and effect
just waiting for me to remember.