Meditative
Slowly bidding adieu to the days Where I used to entertain performance of my emotions I used to ebb and flow With my mood Steaming anger or draining sadness. Slowly I am teaching myself To be the audience. I watch the emotions perform Sometimes I clap, Sometimes I shed a tear; But always I remember To get up and leave after the show Going back and dissecting the play Not as an actor, But as an audience. I wait, to make sense out of the bits Which intrigued me And when the drama becomes overwhelming I zoom out Remember that my inner most self is very calm And bears no emotions, so all this shall pass At it own time. From Blogger iPhone client
