the train of worries.

Standing by a small creek,
Trees were whirling to the wind
The heart expanded and
Grew deeper like the sky
As soon the white clouds vanished
into the sun, the bloomed like rose.
All that was needed was to focus
On what really matters.
From across the parking lot
A friend was sitting in the sun.
Enjoy this glorious unfolding
This is like hugging a warm
heart, I said.
Yes, I can feel it but what is the
Use, the sun is going to be hot
in the afternoon. She replied.
Whether we know it or not,
That is what thought does.
If you are not strong enough,
It steals you from your home
And leaves you on the train
Of worries. .