Turmoil at first light
Morning angst
Dread, worry, uncertainty
Every possible calamity for
Every attempted endeavor
What if they leave?
What if it fails?
What if I lose?
Let them leave
Let it burn
Let it go
Fears, eased and calmed
New possibilities created
Hope awakened
Boldness from the Unseen
Endless solutions
For the one
Who believes
There’s only abundance
There are seasons in my life when I wake up afraid, anxious, and fearful of what “could” happen that day. Everything is going right, and yet, I’m scared that it’s all about to fall apart.
Completely unfounded, but it feels real, nonetheless.
I wrote this poem a few months ago when I was feeling particularly fearful one morning. The anxiety in my stomach was almost debilitating.
Then, this question was whispered to my soul:
“How would you feel/What would you do, if there was only abundance?”
I’ve used this question countless times since, and it has changed everything about how I view problems now—both real and imagined.