Separated By Angst
When I worry I gather myself
I become a cat
A cat playing in pure instinct
Perched on a limb gazing
I become a tree
The blind growing skyward
Reaching high by millimeter
I become a leaf transpiring
Breathing drops of water
Rising with the morning air
I become a nimbus
Drifting far above cares
Till I rain down upon me
I become a sting of wetness
Reminding me I am the world
Worrying too much about me
The cat, the tree, the clouds
In me a quaternity
Banished by worry
Till I return to ok-ness
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