Troubled Waters..

Its ripples are felt..
Not just in here..
But out there..
Ever decreasing circles..

It can mean the end of us..
The beginning of us..
The loss of one self..
The start of a new one...

It can bring our weakness..
While cultivating our strength..
It can push us to great anger..
In the protection of love.

It tests our valour..
Unearths integrity..
Makes us dig deep..
To face our fears...
Be counted.

It helps us see..
With eyes wide open..
Instead of..
Eyes wide shut.

Stay true to yourself..
And remain mindful..
Or lose your way..
Along that road.

You wont find it..
There is no answer..
In this poem..
Its in you..
Your truths..

Dont look out there..
Look inside..
Deep in the quiet place..
That's where the answer is..