True Relaxation

Hello Universe 220

Today's poem comes from my everlasting inability to truly relax.

Alright, poem starts in 3… 2… 1!

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"I must learn to rest!"
cried the man to his heart,
"I've studied the scriptures! I know every part!

I've counted sheep backwards,
breathed deep through my nose
But peace keeps on slipping right through my ten toes."

"Hold on," said his heart,
with a chuckle and grin,
"Answer a few questions before we begin.

Remember that time
you got lost in the rain?"
"I sang to the puddles and danced through the pain!"

"And when your car died
on that dark spooky street?"
"I fixed it with hairpins, some gum, and some heat!"

"That spider the size
of a small coffee cup?"
"Fernando! We're flatmates, I taught him what's up!"

"So help me understand
what you're saying to me
You've waltzed with disaster! You've swum the dark sea!

You've conjured solutions 
from thin air and spit, 
yet somehow 'relaxing' has you in a fit?

My friend, you're a phoenix
who thinks he's a mouse.
A king who keeps searching for keys to his house.

You think you need teaching
in letting things go.
But you've already mastered the whole bloody show!

The secret of peace
(and I'll whisper this part)
is not what you DO, it's remembering you ARE.

So next time you panic 
on how to be zen,
remember you've already been born again...

(Metaphorically speaking, 
of course, don't be scared) 
...through every disaster you've brilliantly dared.

True relaxation will
happen just when
your trust in your true self has truly began."

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That's it! Thanks for checking out edition 220 of Hello Universe! This poem came from a deep personal struggle. I hope it helped you too!

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