Decisions made in panic,

Often rash

Conditions overwhelming

Impossible to control

Yet some control is needed...

for sanity...

Something has to be ours.

But everything is happening to us

We spin,

Looking for a way out.

Depression, anxiety, fear all competing

Panic,

Decisions made despite consequences

A twister, blowing us this way and that

Too much to confront

So we control the only things we can

Diet, hygiene, insult,

Lashing out...

Harming ourselves and others

No solutions here.

Yet, if we can pause,

Withstanding the surge,

We may find the eye,

A calm space, a moment’s rest

We can breathe and center.

Here we can listen to

Ourselves, others, even God

Paths can be found in the calm

Steps to take, some very hard

Choices to make

And mission in life

To serve rather than succumb

For serving others,

Even when lost,

Gives anchor.

Anchored,

No longer spinning in the maelstrom

We contribute,

We feel success,

We find our way.