Equanimity is Grossly Understated
It needs exploring into instead
I’ve been given a body to act To accomplish what I desire with that And a mind to consciously control it Steer it where it needs to go If the mind starts instead allowing the body to control it Desires will lead it forward Mind on leash Body behind the wheels The result is chaos Un contained Calm controlled environments Make for a lovely appearance It’s not what’s inside them that matters It’s how they can be used to make meaningful presentation Controlled chaos makes for Unity in diversity Which is beautiful And much appreciated It’s not the chaos that is the problem It’s the control that prevents it from holding fort And makes it appear beautiful instead Controlling chaos is an art It’s a practice to the mind To teach it where it should draw boundaries And keep bad thoughts out from controlling you
This poem came to me at night and I wrote in down in my sleep as I was being woken up to jot it down as tiny notes. I think the following reason is why I was inspired to write this while sleeping. My home is almost always cluttered. Which makes my husband get upset with us most of the time. But I spend a lot of my time either reading, learning new philosophies, spending time with my children, or sleeping since I wake up in the night to write. I am peaceful inside. My son told me recently that it’s only because of who I am—since I didn’t go to work like every other person—that he is who he is today—one who doesn’t chase after things like alcohol, the way many of his peers do.



Shalini, I read this twice before I read your comment about it because I was very intrigued. Then your comment made sense. This is very interesting.