River

December 30, 2016

I cried a river in my dreams.
I awoke in a puddle of illusion.
I see clearly when my mind is focussed on eternity,
When I turn and get distracted,
I fall deep into my dreams.
The river flows from my insecurities.
I drift down lackadaisically in a high when I’m focussed.
The river gets rough when my focus is trying to stand on my own two feet.
I get pulled in the current and feel like there’s no way out.
I get distracted and gasp for air.
I forget that the river is shallow,
Just like my worries.
Focus on GOD.
What I want is trivial compared to what he has in store.
Focus on the moment,
Focus NOW,
Breathe,
Today is the day.

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