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.

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