Anxiety

 Storm hits the calm waters

Aching eyes get no rest

Unceasing mental conversation

Rolls out scenario like an old projector rolling out images

Past mid night- past three a.m. nothing but darkness

For bleary eyes

Tear soaked cheeks

That ocean of emotions, swelled by the turbulent phases

Impulse of sorrow beats high in stormy heart

Anguished by its own insatiable appetite for perceived suffering

It feeds on my pain and folly

Sinking deep I try to grapple in dark waters

Here endurance looses its face

Moon lit nights and sunlit days hide from reason

Its boundaries as vast and infinite as my imagination

Shattered and broken I am in that underworld

But stop! Collect yourself!

Go ahead and swim

Call upon to that faith

The innate light of inner strength

Pierce the icy chain of thoughts

Glide back from that ocean of darkness

And reach for open shore

Miles and miles of sunshine awaits there

In its blessings

Wash yourself dry and hold together.