Waves of despair Consume the peace so rare. Relentlessly Frustration crashes, must flee. All consuming Terrors and worries, mind sinking. Reach for the sane Only to be enveloped, once again. Crest of bitter lessons Tide keeps on, doesn't lessen. Calm does lie below Equanimity can ride the flow.
This poem reflects the challenge of this week. As it has been like sailing through a storm. But instead of weather a constant barrage of frustrations and a burgeoning to-do list of intractable problems! Sure this is something you can empathise with as doubt I am alone.