Holding still trying to understand
The health of the world
Of course nothing is in my command.
Just a traveller on this ocean of life
Moving up and down
The good, the bad felt here in this my life.
Grateful for the time given me
Happy I exist, that I be
Maybe tomorrow I will understand.
Until then I’ll live my life
I’m not in command.
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017