Sitting here,
not a clue,
how to feel,
what to think.
Emotions swirl my mind,
sending shocking signals,
just so my heart can know
to tighten, or beat fast.
So my gut can choose,
whether to go up, or down.
So my palms can decide
to stay dry, or get sweaty.
Sitting here,
not a clue,
how to feel,
what to think.
Emotions swirl my thoughts
as I am mindful.
So my energy can go
wherever it's needed.
So my intentions remain
purely in love.
So my heart shows gratitude
to all deserving.
Sitting here,
now I've got a clue,
how to feel,
what to think.
© Lizzy Collins