The Ocean

Ups, there is an angry thought. It’s like a shark hissing as a pot. A strong wave pushes the shark away. Let’s act without anger come what may. A whole school of furious sharks Sometimes fills my deeds and remarks. When fully overwhelmed by emotion, I say: I’m not the sharks, I’m the ocean.   Ups, there is an anxious thought. It’s like a coral reef cutting a boat. The waves with time make corals smooth. Let’s act without anxiety’s sharp tooth. Sometimes I’m like a diver caught in a coral reef, Unable to break free from the razor teeth. When fully overwhelmed by emotion, I say:...