Listen to poem:
Oh To Be Tranquil
Oh it's so hard to be tranquil.
But I'm doing the least that I can
to harvest passionate experiences
in the cargo-cult van.
To divest of stress and worry.
To divest of uncertainty and dependency.
To opt instead for calmness and tranquillity,
in a state of untroubled stable ataraxia*.
Neither denying nor affirming anything in
shadows that cross my path, beyond my control.
I’ve got my stuff together, with my life
back in balance, stable,
serene and harmonious.
=========================
* Ataraxia is an Ancient Greek term used by Pyrrho and subsequently Epicurus and the Stoics for a lucid state of robust equanimity and tranquillity when free from distress and worry.
=========================
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
