Control

 

Control

Focus on what’s at arm's length,

Perceive what’s tactile.

What is it that you can control? 

Ones bearing in the middle of hardship;

Countenance through a storm.

Lift your chin without lifting your nose,

Raise the caliber of your ideals.

 Stand like a pillar

Don’t erode with them,

Rise out of melancholy as 

Vacillation is torture to the 

Soul.

Find peace in your mind.

Let it wrap you in it’s warmth

Let it enclose you in honeymoon delight.

What can it hurt? 

Feel, Understand, Learn,

Grow, 

Let go.

It doesn’t last a lifetime.