when the hard news of chaos shakes
rearranges what you imagine
dependable like the colours in your
palette familiar
shapes you see before you trace them
give life to your every day
pause—
hands in pockets eyes on your peace landscape
feet balanced on even quiet ground
reflex reaction is only fear in motion
clarity won’t chance appearance until
anger and despair have bitten hard
their valid moment of bitter campaign
then your self resurfaces from the brink
who you are at the core
have always been
knowledge intact
darkness and light coexist for this journey
there are no detours
no easy roads
find a friend you can count on
strum steady keep time reclaim your beat
to stumble is to discover
breathe in the fragrant present
decay cannot breach your armour
know well the colour nature shape
of your future and the sound of its song
hold steady trust in the timelessness
of your light🪶
