Gust of Anxiety

DestinysPerspectives

Face to face my words are like chaotic waves.

The anxiety I feel is like an out of control gust of wind.

The gust of anxiety controls how fast or slow the words crash against the surface of conversation.

I’ve learned to embrace the center of calm like the eye of a storm.

Only when I channel that sense of calm I am able to

control the speed of chaotic waves that are my words before they crash onto the surface of conversation.

In that state of calm my words are not controlled by the gust of anxiety I feel because only I can control my words.

  • Author: Destiny\'s Perspective (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 11th, 2022 22:33
  • Category: Reflection
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Comments1

  • Dahlia

    I like the comparison of gust of wind/ gust of anxiety, & how the eye of the storm is the center, once aware one flows rational! YES! 👌

    • DestinysPerspectives

      Thank you! I am pleased that you understand the meaning behind this poem!



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