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, we reek with instability.
Frustrated, lost in uncertainty,
desperation stirs.
Hopeless, sinking
fast; atmospheric assaulting explodes.
All seen and heard, brain fog reigns
uncontrolled.
Gasping for air, sights
set on cruciality, we ponder.
How
senseless, berating those with differing
ways.
Lost in bickering, skirmishes
linger in haze.
Peaceable among all,
caustic air dissipates.
Discovering
lost times, we awaken to stability.
Peace rescuing, turbulence gives way
to strength.
Focusing on atmospheric
goodness, darkness unravels.
Embracing newness, uncertainty dead, we
unshackle.
Mobility restored; life’s
purpose enlightens.
Free to soar,
limitless, we tread 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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