Figure It Out
A beautiful time to sit with 'self.'
In this salient silence, you'll soon find your help
Alone, close, and unbothered
Quiet, away, and untethered
Silence the noise of your mind
Then welcome peace that's divine
When pain comes, it's okay to unwrap a cry
But don't dwell on it; just let it fly
When the ugly face of disappointment appears
Find solace, reflect, and then start again with no fears
When the clouds get dark and stout
It's okay to contemplate and sit it out
But when your lips crinkle and you start to pout
By all means, go figure it out
Copyright © Stewart Watkins | Year Posted 2025
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