Chaotic thoughts abound,
running to and fro, seeking direction,
their eyes frantic in panic,
their gestures past and future bedlam.
Think not, but instead find calm.
Breathe in, breath out,
lie down in the meadow conjured.
No wonder, no fear,
instead your face to the sky.
Mindfulness finding center,
reaping peace with a sigh.
©August 2016, Christina Anne Hawthorne