Fields of Floundering

“Set your expectations down
  the day they get too heavy;
  take your worries one-by-one,
  for they will come in bevy.

Find your joys in moments felt,
  it’s there that they arise in,
  and do not lose the road your on
  in search of the horizon.”

I hear the voice as though the man
Who spoke them was still here;
The moment’s hazy, and confused,
But these few things are clear:

Comparison need not contest be,
And there’s no gain in blaming,
And attitudes can still be true
Though going through

Reframing

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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