The wind is whipping the tree branches around.
The pond is churning.
Reflections are indistinct.
Even my mind is unsettled, rattled, and bouncing around.
My thoughts will not stay in one place. I’m perplexed.
I’m waiting for things to calm down. I’m impatient.
My muddled mind needs adjusting and anchoring.
It is time to pray.
It is time to seek peace.
It is time to tell the turbulent thoughts to be still.
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