A flow of feelings
stream through me.
I try to catch them
but I can’t see
the weave of
nerves in disarray,
creating a force
that sweeps
me away.
Energy,
is swirling round,
thoughts as a storm
are taking form.
My active mind
becomes engaged,
anger turns into a rage.
It runs away
until I see
my responsibility.
Emotions are not truly real,
they simply teach us
how to feel.
A breath of calm,
ready to heal
pain that’s making
my body reel.
Systems overloaded
settle down,
apologies offered,
forgiveness found.
Lessons learned
as our hearts share.
Struggle resolves
through choice of care.
Anger dissolves into thin air.
The sea of love is always there.
So appreciate the vulnerability of this and the strength to look an anger storm straight in the eye. xoxo
Thank you Sonja, for reading my poetry and for your wonderful comments! I so appreciate you!