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🪶