Small Big Choices

Each of us within us Have that small alternate voice That whispers loud shouts Scratching at the back of our minds Planting those seeds of doubt Questions for which there can be no good answers "Am I just like him or her? "Why do I feel their voice eminating from deep inside?" It's the part of us we wish to hide That we hold back like a tide The force of our beings applied For we hate those distasteful bits and bites Thoughts that sometimes plague our nights Things said and done that lead to fights Sometimes we can't control what we say or do Those moments not many Yet still quite a few In heated moment they feel so true Like you I too value control My constricted thoughts some dark like coal So I unpack them pour them in a bowl Pick each one up within my fingers roll Place them taste them Until I understand The better me is in command I live on solid ground Not some shifting sand Those distasteful parts In the end are okay They allow me to see in a different way More grace when others do or say What might have made me angry On some different day For I know us humans Have our frailties Self doubt and anxieties Afraid of what and who we'll turn out to be Yet small pieces aren't the whole that we should see For then we become our worst enemy By giving ourselves over one thought becomes three Feed instead your totality Every part in concert can truly be Orchestrated until it sets you free!