Waves of despair
Consume the peace so rare.
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.


Gaining Strength

I worry,

I’m not strong enough,

To do the things I hope to do.

I wonder,

Why I strive to give up,

All that I have worked to be.

I know,

This path that I am on,

Is not the course that I must take.

I therefore,

Look to something new,

And hope that it is strength I gain