"posisition" poems
It is within our own inquisitive nature
to feel the need to have an answer to every question.
Our curiosity demands it.
Our confusion is desperate for it.
The thing is we are already promised an answer.
Yet our impatience makes us complacent.
Answers don't always come on our time.
Yet a long awaited answer that hasn't be received leaves us afraid at the possibility of there being no answer at all. So we give up on waiting..
How can we hope in what we wait for?
Calming curiosity.
Controlling desperation.
Maybe you're too busy trying to find the answers,
when the answers have been trying to find you.
Be still.
Quiet your mind.
Breathe.
Posisition yourself in patience.
The answers will come.
Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 6:55 PM UTC
All my stars are above
The Rus its turns to a pale red
Its autumn
Some voices hear in this night
The south crux is in posisition
Its my night
Its your night too
Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 7:59 PM UTC