This anxiety
A feeling I will not have energy
To accomplish the tasks
Which I perceive as needful
Let go, let be
Recall the lilies of the field
And the ponies of the mountain
God, I'm sorry
I was psychotic
tonight
I breathe in the suffering
of all
in like condition
I breathe out lovingkindness
to all
who suffer
If it be Your will
May I sleep tonight
May I surrender
May I somehow
turn this suffering
into gold
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| Along RR Grade Road, 2020 |
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| Pony and Foal, Grayson Highlands, 2017 |
