2-24-22

Another day dawns, I see people doing what people do.

I see the world being what the world is.

As the virus ends, the war begins.

I worry, is the virus really over, what to do about the war.

Let me not inject my opinions and anxieties on what is beyond me,

And everything is beyond me.

Let me not oppose the moment when it arrives-

Let me not hold onto it when it passes.

Let the grey skies of winter calm me.

When I stop talking to myself, my emotions loose their fuel.

When asked to help, I should help.

When not asked, I should tend to my own garden.