The things that will happen, will happen.
So why do you cling tight to fear?
Unplug from that Worry Recharge Station,
Fill instead with some hope, crystal clear.

You can’t make decisions for people-
They aren’t yours to mind or to mend.
The worries you hold like a flock of caged birds,
Must be let out to fly in the end.

Peace, just like worry, is contagious.
Choose to breathe, not to drown in the cares.
Chances are, someone else won’t approve it.
That’s okay. It’s alright. Don’t waste tears.

Hear the wind. Watch the rain as it splatters
And it rushes all over the pane.
Wash your mind with a nourishing writing.
Sit in silence, and peace you’ll obtain.