weaving imaginary disasters,
in which I am always
at the centre, triumphing.
Mind is a great storyteller
depicting moments that will never happen,
tragedies that never take place.
This is not harmless daydreaming
the mind is creating pathways
in which the worst is assumed,
things always go wrong.
I propose for mind to be quiet,
to let the world unfold in its own way
and to be able to see
what is actually happening
instead of our strong imaginings.
I propose for mind to be still
enough to recognise
the great joys that are taking place
around us, each moment, and
not to focus on potential catastrophes
that usually don’t occur.
Be still, o mind, and
let the cosmos speak.
© 18 June 14