Power Source

Every morning and evening I see a sunflower,
Turn its head towards its fount of power.
Like a flower, we too, need a force,
To run to or turn to for our life source.

It can be- a higher power, a person, a place or anything,
That can bring back the bing.
When life gets overwhelming,
We need some soothing and calming.

Since dives and drops -big and small,
Are not all easy to independently haul,
Support and shoulder is essential for all,
To help us rise from life's plunges and fall(s).

With time we realize who’s on our side,
Or who’s suggestions we can abide,
There are few with whom our heart can truly stride,
Finding a soul to share concerns with, is no easy ride.

Seek solace in faith, family, friends or book,
Dance, music, songs or a special nook,
Identify and nurture one or more ways,
That can still and soothe when nerves run astray.

New Story

In the night, as I unwind,
Events of the day rewind,
Some linger longer and to memory bind,
Others, quickly exit the mind.

Unpleasant days can spill into the night,
Disturb serenity, sleep and show their unruly might,
Cause and consequence playback and trouble like a blight,
Twists and turns instead of shuteye are not trite.

Calm and peace are a rare and rich treasure,
Its benefits are beyond count and measure,
Bring incomparable and exquisite pleasure,
Let you feel and experience life bereft of pressure.

With tranquility, events can flow like a smooth stream,
Good, bad, happy, sad-all can come and go like a dream.
All thoughts and feelings can play their part like a team,
Some stay as an inconsequential sliver, others shine bright as a beam.

How should I learn to only live in the present and not hind?
How should I leave past events truly behind?
How should I train my mind?
Not to be bothered with thoughts unkind.

Tell me if you know,
How to new seeds sow?
Not to memories stow.
Events that can make me feel low.

Help me with my worry,
Beyond feeling sorry,
Dark thoughts can turn gory,
Together, help me write a new story.