Peace Amid Turbulence
Mind wandering, alarming thoughts lance
the mind.
Awakened amid turmoil,
blinded by fear, chaos confines.
Nowhere to disappear, anxiety grips with
immobility.
Pungent odors
intoxicating, thoughts reek with
instability.
Frustrated to no
end, lost in uncertainty, desperation
stirs.
Hopeless, sinking fast,
atmospheric assaulting explodes.
All
seen and heard, brain fog reigns
uncontrolled.
Gasping for air,
setting sights on cruciality, we ponder.
How senseless, lambasting those who
oppose.
Lost in senseless
viciousness, skirmishes linger in haze.
Looking peaceably on all differing,
caustic air dissipates.
Discovering
lost times, thoughts anew awaken to
stability.
Peace rescuing the
soul, turbulence gives way to strength.
Focusing on atmospheric goodness,
darkness unravels.
Embracing newness,
uncertainty dead, stability unshackles.
Mobility restored; life’s purpose
enlightens to days ahead.
Free to
soar, limitless, we tread fearlessly in
life’s adventures.
Hope restored,
enjoyment accompanying, we live freely.
No longer alarmed, thoughts give space
to others.
Respecting one another
regardless, we live peaceably.
But know this,
that in the last days
perilous times
will come:
For men will be lovers of
themselves, lovers of money, boasters,
proud, blasphemers, disobedient to
parents, unthankful, unholy, unloving,
unforgiving, slanderers, without
self-control, brutal, despisers of good,
traitors, headstrong, haughty, lovers
of pleasure rather than lovers of God.
2 Timothy 3:1-4
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