Chaos of Now
Standing firmly
in the midst of
frantic hands and feet,
words demanding acknowledgement,
the feeling of powerlessness
against the inevitable.
Creating my own
moment of solace
in the middle of this,
I remember yesterday:
moving with purpose,
words interspersed with laughter,
the feeling of hope
for the upcoming possibilities.
The peace of yesterday has passed.
The innocence of not knowing then
of this chaos that is reality now
is lost,
irretrievable.
Doubt for reattaining peace
weighs upon me
as I take in
the broken pieces
walking and falling around me.
Deep breath.
Step forward.
Farewell to peace;
it’s time to act.
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