Uncertain
I wonder
The best way to begin.
Can a look
Or a word
Calm the chaos within?
So out of control
My heart and my head
Each day
It’s a battle
Getting out of my bed.
Is the answer
In others
Awaiting my cue?
I worry
And ponder
Knowing not what to do.
To healers
I’ve looked
Astute doctors and priests
For a chant
Or a drug
That will grant me relief.
Now you stand here
Before me
Offering paper and pen
In a whisper
You answer
This is where you begin.
<3 the prose.
Indeed, the pen and paper is where we all begin. So powerful!