Worries are only here... until they're gone

Worries are only here... until they're gone

A Poem by C Peril
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A meditation on what it means to worry, and why it can be silly to worry when our reality is constantly in a turbulent state of change.

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Fretting,
the thought escaped you 
You painted this vessel, 
pretty colours  
You forgot you could smash it upon the ground
Worries that dissipate,
morning dew weightless 
in the embrace of a singing sun 

How the form is 
actually in flux
So too the mountainous 
anxieties which could,
the very next moment,
be a flock of beautiful
delicate little birds -
the kind you paint on
ornate China

But not your vessel

We decided to break your vessel

© 2022 C Peril


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C Peril
C Peril

GY, Humberside, United Kingdom



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Creeping quietly towards 30 years of age. Based in Nowheresville, England. Writer (if we're being liberal with the term). Reader. Hoper. Believer. Lover of music and LFC. more..

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